What does music do to you?
It moves me.
Can you imagine a movie without the backdrop of song?
Documentaries have a soundtrack and trailers are full of music to entice you to want more!
Did you consider that even sporting events are chock full of songs? Yep! That’s right! There is some sort of music, melody, rift or vibe behind every piece. Pro baseball players come up to bat to the tune of their chosen theme song, for goodness sake!
Sometimes I wish our lives had a musical undergirding and I think mine does, but it plays in my own head.
Of course, I have more songs in my head than the average person. I was once given the title of “The Original iPod”. Obsolete? Now, they might simply call me Pandora.
I suppose it would be annoying if all of our songs were playing simultaneously.
Perhaps they might only interact with those we were presently engaged in conversation with or those we acknowledge as being in our general realm of influence.
It would be like a dance…choreographed…a give and take in partnership.
It might sound like an orchestra with each person playing a part on their unique musical instrument…entering and exiting at the right time, blending, harmonizing, swelling, then suddenly softer, pausing, then back in…
Most of the time we live in such disharmony with one another, that our songs sound more like an orchestra tuning, each one playing scales in their own little chair as loud as they possibly can so they can hear themselves over the din.
Why do we choose to live like that?
Playing the symphony together is so much more powerful than the chaos of the individual tune-up.
In a concerto the soloist and the orchestra alternate episodes of opposition, cooperation, and independence to create the flow of music.
If we were to live in complete harmony with one another there would be times of showcasing the other person, encouraging them to play their solo and play it well.
Sadly, I am also struck by the thought that there are those who can no longer discern the song within them. The music has completely gone out of their lives.
If our lives did have a soundtrack, what would we hear when they walked into the room? Silence?
Would we hear their song even if their ears and heart have turned deaf to it?
Are we willing to stop tuning our own instrument long enough to sing their song back to them? to help them remember? to help them pick up their instrument and play it once again?
I can’t imagine my life without music…I can’t imagine yours without it either. Don’t forget your song! I need to hear it!
Letting your song ring out into the world is a part of beautiful living.
Don’t close the door to the music within you. A simple tuning may be all you need to adjust the dissonance to a beautiful melodious song.