When You Let The Music Stop

I've always been someone that's needed music in my life.

I kid you not, it's a need, like rest and shelter, I need music. I've heard there are people who don't, I'm not one of them. 

The times that I 've let music flitter away from my life I find I become quite insular, my negativity increases, my ability to focus decreases, and I become grey, dull, not lit from within so to speak.

I've found when life gets busy, music is one of the aspects of my world I neglect. I don't make the time to even listen to music on the radio, let alone trawl through all the genres on Spotify. 

It's a thirst, a parching dryness, and once the music starts I feel quenched again, soaking in the beat, the rhythms, the lyrics, the emotion.

Is it historical, I don't know? My dad was a drummer in a band when I was born. I used to sleep in a bassinet on stage, you could say music has always been a part of my life from the very beginning. My mum was a Go Go dancer at one stage, records were always playing in the background as a child until I was old enough to decide on the music I wanted to listen to in my room. Music fed my soul, in my troubled teen years it made my wounds less painful and calmed the rage within at times even.

I've fallen in to a phase where the music has been missing. Connecting to it again has been like connecting to my soul once more. I feel it filling me, I feel lighter, I feel balanced, I feel restored again.

Music has such power.

Now it's reminding yourself that when times are challenging, reach for music.

When you feel lost, make an escape route using music.

When being overwhelmed is all you can feel, lift the burden off your shoulders for a while with music.

Eventually, if you do it often enough, and as the frequency increases, you find the music can beat back those feelings, or help you to make sense of them all. 

Yeah, music has power.