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Kenneth Tellis

The soul was lost but suddenly it starts to speak for the heart
By Kenneth T. Tellis
Nov 10, 2015 - 5:42:13 AM

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A few days ago, I was feeling the need to catch up on my own culture, and began to listen to the music from which I had been cut-off for over 20-years when I was married. I was married to someone who secretly hated and despised my culture.

I assure you that this is not a statement of fantasy but the truth about being forced to comply with the rules of a culture that belongs in a history book from 300-years ago, and which was created by a people who never had any real culture of their own to speak of.

To keep my sanity, I used to work so much overtime and in time began to wonder what kind of life I was living; a life without the chance to enjoy a little happiness. I never had the opportunity to savour any happiness or joy.

The music and the songs I was listening to the other day were by the Welsh vocalist Katherine Jenkins, who sings like a nightingale. She sings in Creel (Welsh) Gaelic and English wherever she goes in the world.

For me this musical respite, was like that of a starving man receiving sustenance and being able to feel human again. It made my soul feel reborn as it pulsed with deep feelings for my own culture and language.

It felt for me like the Story of Rip Van Winkle, who slept for 20-years in the woods, and woke up after the American Revolution War when King George III was no longer ruling America. It is in many ways, the kind of thing that happens to us when we have our culture and our very being stolen from us, and then we suddenly discover it again many years later. Once you have rediscover it, you are never the same person ever again.

Kenneth T. Tellis


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