This is one of my favorite Bugs Bunny episodes, and it just came me while I was running on the treadmill recently. Instead of plugging myself into something educational or motivational that might help spark the next topic for my blog, I decided to go back to my old running partner, music. Not the kind of music you would expect someone who studies Yoga and stress-management would listen to, though. I switched over to Pandora "Hard Rock Station", and Five Finger Death Punch blasted heart thumping, leg pumping groove-metal through my headphones. The heaviness in my legs went away as the fog lifted off my brain, making room for some clarity. All of the sudden, I had energy! This made me realize how much I missed my music and how much of an impact it has had in my life.
Practicing Holistic Health Care involves integrating mind, body, and spirit, and I would have to say that music takes care of all three, or at least it does for me. I was fortunate enough to grow up in a house full of music. My parents invested in a great beast of an entertainment system, complete with a turn-table record player, equalizer, real-to-real, tape deck, and giant state-of-the-art speakers (I imagine that anyone under 45 years old has no idea what I'm talking about). We listened to The Beatles, Elton John, Elvis (my very first crush at eight years old), Neil Diamond, The Eagles, lots of Motown, and many more. My parents didn't have much money, but we were a household rich with music. We didn't take long vacations or go to fancy places to eat, but we had music, dancing and singing on a regular basis.
Music plays a part in every phase of life. A baby falls asleep to a lullaby, grade schoolers memorize the ABC's with the help of a melody, teens use music as an emotional outlet or a means to find connection with others, and as aging adults, music can be nostalgic, bringing up memories that can be happy, sad or bittersweet (studies show that people who suffer from Alzheimer’s disease respond to music). Music can also be a creative outlet and I am so envious of those who have a talent for it. I have quite a few insanely talented family members who are gifted with a great singing voice or the ability to play instruments. I can only dance with wild abandon, not caring that I might look like Elaine from Seinfeld, and sing loud and bad in the privacy of the shower or my car.
I am proud to say that I am influenced by Rock and Roll. But, as I grow older, I find myself turning the dial down a few notches, or switching my radio station to soft rock. I even had a client help spark some interest in classical music... but every so often I have to unleash the beast inside me. I need to feel the physiological changes that come with the feel of a hard beat in my chest and the rush of endorphins that mask over a backache or chase the wild horses out of my head. Music has not only had the power to make me happy, sad or nostalgic, it also gives me inspiration, power and the courage to get up and dance in front of strangers. I can't live my life without it!
I love great quotes, so I will end with one from Wayne Dyer:
"Do not die with your music still in you"
Love,
Sandy
This is me and my nephew, Nick, who was trying to teach me the basics. He is hands down the most talented person in the family!