I’m not much into music. In fact, I primarily listen to music to change my mood, or to dance. Thinking of my circle of loved ones, most of them are very much into music. Whereas I will drive in silence, sit in silence or putter around the house in silence, most of them have music playing during most of their days and nights. I get it actually, even though I’m not a music buff, I know the power of music, like I said, I use it to change my mood…something that even my loved ones aren’t able to do. The philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche said that “without music, life would be a mistake,” and Albert Einstein said that if he had not been a physicist, he would probably be a musician, because “I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music. I see my life in terms of music.”
Even before Abba came out with Dancing Queen, Plato understood that
“Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything.”
Many of my most memorable moments…(damn, try saying that sentence fast three times!) have a soundtrack to them, as I’m sure yours do as well. Whether it is because I can connect music to those moments, a background sound to trigger the memory, or because the moment reminded me of a song or vice versa, there is a soundtrack to my life.
So although I vowed to never date a musician again, and I’ve been pretty true to that vow, I have a deep and soulful respect and love of musicians, of those who create it, those who appreciate it, those who provide it to me. They are blessed with a gift, the gift of the sounds, the lyrics and the music of the universe, of the soul, of life.
So here’s to you music-makers. Whether I like it or not, every time you sing, play, hum, write a note, a lyric, or that greatest miracle of miracles, keep an accurate beat….the universe responds, you are the heartbeat of life, the sound of everything. You hear what we cannot, and you let us experience it second hand, you share your secrets with us. Many blessings.