Music
Music has always been a part of my life. Growing up we had a player piano where we would gather as a family and sing. How else would I learn the lyrics to Barney Google?! My father played the piano and whistled all the time. My mother would play the accordion (to this day her hunt and peck method of playing remains charming). At a young age I attempted to sing but was shocked to learn, from the playback of me belting out the most heartfelt rendition of Stevie Wonder's Sir Duke, that I did not have his talent. I stuck to the violin! At our mountain cabin we listened to Herb Alpert and Burt Bacharach. At home we would stack the record player for game night, carefully choosing the best combination for the evening. My brother and I still connect through music because we went to so many concerts together. Devo, the B52's, Sting... My first concert was Ambrosia. My husband's was X. I was dreamily swaying while he was in a mosh pit. This morning I sent a family text, with the link to Lil Nas X singing, "Old Town Road". I thought it would make everyone smile and move. My nephew sent back Hummingbird Pool Party. Go figure!
Music is great. It connects us, invokes memories, makes us move, stimulates our parasympathetic nervous system, decreases anxiety, improves memory, heals us and brings us joy. So whether you play it, hum it, whistle it or just listen to it. Do it!!! It's good for you.
Happy Weekend.
xo Kathryn