Music has the power to
transport us to a different place, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. Sometimes it is the lyrics and/or
story, and other times the melody or the voice that can take us back in time,
inciting vivid memories of people, places, and events. We are pulled into the world of the
heart and soul and lifted above life’s daily fray. I find comfort, inspiration, and encouragement when I allow
the music to enter deep within me.
Music can transform
loneliness into solitude, grief into sweet sadness, and hopelessness and
despair into resolve and determination.
It can evoke sad, and joyful memories, and has the potential to touch the
entire range of our emotions. I like to hear Pavarotti’s voice fill the room
when I’m working in the studio or cooking pasta, even though I have no idea
what he is saying. Not only is he
a silent (or not so silent) link to my mother who loved his music, but there
are times when the sound of his voice seems to belong with my work.
I know nothing about
the craft of music and cannot discern or appreciate all the variations and
nuances that transform noise into music.
My taste is very eclectic, determined entirely by the emotional response
it evokes in me. It is not unusual
for me to be totally clueless regarding the lyrics in a song that I like, but
this does not prevent me from enjoying the music and creating my own.
I have learned the
value of taking the time to sit in the stillness of my room and allow the music
to work its magic on my soul.
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