Once A Musician, Always...
It has become my firm belief that being creative is not really an option if a human being is to fully thrive. For a musician to stop making music can be dangerous ground, unless the creativity is expressed differently, say, through painting, poetry, sculpture or other art form. And even then... there's something about sound.
Sound waves move physical tissue, stir hormones, beckon memories and visions of the future. They can alter brainwaves, heartbeats and breath. Sound waves can heal... in fact music therapy has successfully done so since the biblical time of David and Saul. Silence is not always golden, after all. But silence can be broken.
I want to share a personal miracle with you. My sweet husband, John Rodman, who was a brilliant, highly respected professional drummer for over 30 years, has picked up his drums again after laying them down, he thought for good, some 20 years ago. I have watched while he lovingly and painstakenly found, cleaned and shined his vintage Pearl set, bought new heads and sundry other things only drummers know about, and with a quiet joy began to tune them. The music, in my house, is now completely back.
John will play again. It doesn't matter where... but it will matter what, because he's doing it to feel the music. Truly, once a musician... always a musician. If you're a singer, I must tell you it's the same. Music is a gift from God. Use your gift, take it back up, bless the world with it and encourage others to do the same.
Sound waves move physical tissue, stir hormones, beckon memories and visions of the future. They can alter brainwaves, heartbeats and breath. Sound waves can heal... in fact music therapy has successfully done so since the biblical time of David and Saul. Silence is not always golden, after all. But silence can be broken.
I want to share a personal miracle with you. My sweet husband, John Rodman, who was a brilliant, highly respected professional drummer for over 30 years, has picked up his drums again after laying them down, he thought for good, some 20 years ago. I have watched while he lovingly and painstakenly found, cleaned and shined his vintage Pearl set, bought new heads and sundry other things only drummers know about, and with a quiet joy began to tune them. The music, in my house, is now completely back.
John will play again. It doesn't matter where... but it will matter what, because he's doing it to feel the music. Truly, once a musician... always a musician. If you're a singer, I must tell you it's the same. Music is a gift from God. Use your gift, take it back up, bless the world with it and encourage others to do the same.
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