“Music changes the world because it changes people.” – Bono ( from U2)
Have you ever had the joy of listening to a GREAT song? I mean like a really, really, really great song. The energy is through the roof, the beat is so powerful you, (yes, you the person who “can’t dance”) just can’t seem to stop moving your feet, knees, hips, shoulders and spirit fingers; the singers’ voices are echoing with so much power that you almost fall over, as you visualize the guitarist you can almost feel your own finger tips bruising from pressing the strings onto the guitar neck; as you think about the drummer banging away on the set, you can’t help but let your neck thrash about like a hose full of water without an owner holding it steady, and you also find yourself mimicking his/her almost -frantic arm waving with a smile plastered so tightly on your own face, you wonder how you’ll move your mouth after the song is over.
It’s amazing how music impacts everyone differently, how it wisely guides us to different depths we didn’t even know existed, and helps us rise up to heights we never even thought we could reach. Music has an incredible way of helping magnify and give SO much more meaning to a second, a moment, a day, a couple of weeks, months, or even years.
It’s fascinating how music sticks with us during different times in our lives.
Can you remember a time in your life just couldn’t get that song, or even that album out of your head?
Maybe you’re meditating on a joyous time, like when you were in the car with your friends and the song on the radio or the playlist came on, and suddenly everyone in the car is screaming/singing at the top of their lungs, and as you’re waiting at the red light, the people in the car next to you can’t help but smile, and, if you were lucky, even sang along with you.
Maybe you’re meditating on a hard time, perhaps when that song was on repeat as you cocooned yourself in your bed, burrowing your head into your pillow, making sure not to put your face anywhere near the corner of the pillowcase that’s full of snot since you’ve been using it as a tissue for the past 20 minutes, sobbing even louder as your ears let the chorus come in because some where, in the sea of your memories, that one wave of a moment that probably initially brought you joy is now charging head on and full force with nothing but heart ache.
Music is powerful, there is no doubt about that.
Question for you: What kind of music are you listening to? Are you listening to music that is encouraging, full of life and inspiration, or are you listening to music that might not necessarily be aiding in the shaping of the brilliant, strong, compassionate person you were designed to be?
