Music is my prayer. Music is my pronouncement of sentiments.
On Friday, I worried that I wasn't praying to God enough. I do pray. I allow myself to cry out in the lyrics of songs that describe the overwhelming myriad of thoughts and emotions. Songs have always given me the ability to pore out my frustrations, joys, heartaches, and determination in ways that mere words cannot do. I have many favorite songs depending on my current emotional state.
Outside of this blog, I am a very private person, and I have to remind myself to intentionally engage with others even in intimate relationships. Sometimes, it's a protective coping skill and sometimes, it's because I genuinely don't think people will find me interesting. I don't initiate conversations with others and usually, when I'm out in public, I have a resting b!+(h face. Before you ask, yes, this is also a defensive coping mechanism.
Even at work, I spend more time reading than I do talking to coworkers. The ironic thing is that I've had people complain that I talk too much, although had they told me instead of complaining about it with another coworker in a chat conversation, I would have stopped bothering them. So now, in an effort not to be that annoying chatty person that forces herself into unwanted conversations, I've overcorrected and don't talk to anyone unless they try to talk with me first. This makes for a lonely work day, since I come across as bristly so people leave me alone, although I want to be sociable but feel hesitant to talk to them first. It's much like walking a tightrope.
The wonderful thing about music is that you're never too old or young, too rich or poor, too uneducated or intelligent, or charismatic or awkward to find connections with others. Music is healing, and of course, there are multiple studies that show the effect of music in multiple areas of the brain.
Occasionally, I use a dramatic movie or TV show as my tool for catharsis, but most likely, I'll play some music and allow myself for a few brief moments to feel before I tamper down my human side. (Also, I NEED movies to have happy endings!) Music allows you to inject your own slant to what the words mean, no matter the intention or personal experience of the songwriter. Although the details of life are unique, human experiences are generally universal. While someone in Zambia may not understand the particulars of my childhood, he will be able to understand the hurts and pleasures experienced.
Even if the song in question seems to be a secular one, it fills in the gaps and helps to balance out the ups and downs of life. They can be as smooth as the Black Hills of South Dakota or they can be as turbulent as the Grand Tetons. While I do enjoy the dopamine from happy songs, periodically, I need the release that angry songs initiates.
Music minimizes rejection. Music soothes heartbreak. Music intensifies happiness. Music honors love, no matter the form. Music strengthens faith and trust.
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Trust in You
On Friday, I worried that I wasn't praying to God enough. I do pray. I allow myself to cry out in the lyrics of songs that describe the overwhelming myriad of thoughts and emotions. Songs have always given me the ability to pore out my frustrations, joys, heartaches, and determination in ways that mere words cannot do. I have many favorite songs depending on my current emotional state.
Outside of this blog, I am a very private person, and I have to remind myself to intentionally engage with others even in intimate relationships. Sometimes, it's a protective coping skill and sometimes, it's because I genuinely don't think people will find me interesting. I don't initiate conversations with others and usually, when I'm out in public, I have a resting b!+(h face. Before you ask, yes, this is also a defensive coping mechanism.
Even at work, I spend more time reading than I do talking to coworkers. The ironic thing is that I've had people complain that I talk too much, although had they told me instead of complaining about it with another coworker in a chat conversation, I would have stopped bothering them. So now, in an effort not to be that annoying chatty person that forces herself into unwanted conversations, I've overcorrected and don't talk to anyone unless they try to talk with me first. This makes for a lonely work day, since I come across as bristly so people leave me alone, although I want to be sociable but feel hesitant to talk to them first. It's much like walking a tightrope.
The wonderful thing about music is that you're never too old or young, too rich or poor, too uneducated or intelligent, or charismatic or awkward to find connections with others. Music is healing, and of course, there are multiple studies that show the effect of music in multiple areas of the brain.
Occasionally, I use a dramatic movie or TV show as my tool for catharsis, but most likely, I'll play some music and allow myself for a few brief moments to feel before I tamper down my human side. (Also, I NEED movies to have happy endings!) Music allows you to inject your own slant to what the words mean, no matter the intention or personal experience of the songwriter. Although the details of life are unique, human experiences are generally universal. While someone in Zambia may not understand the particulars of my childhood, he will be able to understand the hurts and pleasures experienced.
Even if the song in question seems to be a secular one, it fills in the gaps and helps to balance out the ups and downs of life. They can be as smooth as the Black Hills of South Dakota or they can be as turbulent as the Grand Tetons. While I do enjoy the dopamine from happy songs, periodically, I need the release that angry songs initiates.
Music minimizes rejection. Music soothes heartbreak. Music intensifies happiness. Music honors love, no matter the form. Music strengthens faith and trust.
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Trust in You
Letting go of every single dream
I lay each one down at Your feet
Every moment of my wandering
Never changes what You see
I try to win this war
I confess, my hands are weary, I need Your rest
Mighty warrior, king of the fight
No matter what I face You're by my side
I lay each one down at Your feet
Every moment of my wandering
Never changes what You see
I try to win this war
I confess, my hands are weary, I need Your rest
Mighty warrior, king of the fight
No matter what I face You're by my side
When You don't move the mountains
I'm needing You to move
When You don't part the waters
I wish I could walk through
When You don't give the answers
As I cry out to You
I will trust, I will trust, I will trust in You
I'm needing You to move
When You don't part the waters
I wish I could walk through
When You don't give the answers
As I cry out to You
I will trust, I will trust, I will trust in You
Truth is, You know what tomorrow brings
There's not a day ahead You have not seen
So let all things be my life and breath
I want what You want Lord and nothing less
There's not a day ahead You have not seen
So let all things be my life and breath
I want what You want Lord and nothing less
When You don't move the mountains
I'm needing You to move
When You don't part the waters
I wish I could walk through
When You don't give the answers
As I cry out to You
I will trust, I will trust, I will trust in You
I will trust in You
I'm needing You to move
When You don't part the waters
I wish I could walk through
When You don't give the answers
As I cry out to You
I will trust, I will trust, I will trust in You
I will trust in You
You are my strength and comfort
You are my steady hand
You are my firm foudation
The rock on which I stand
Your ways are always higher
Your plans are always good
There's not a place where I'll go
You've not already stood
You are my steady hand
You are my firm foudation
The rock on which I stand
Your ways are always higher
Your plans are always good
There's not a place where I'll go
You've not already stood
When You don't move the mountains
I'm needing You to move
When You don't part the waters
I wish I could walk through
When You don't give the answers
As I cry out to You
I will trust, I will trust, I will trust in You
I will trust in You
I will trust in You
I will trust in You
I'm needing You to move
When You don't part the waters
I wish I could walk through
When You don't give the answers
As I cry out to You
I will trust, I will trust, I will trust in You
I will trust in You
I will trust in You
I will trust in You
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