I noticed the other day that I haven’t been listening to music much.
I put some binaural beats to help with sleep at night, but here I’m talking about music with lyrics and listening just for the fun of it.
I used to listen to music during my morning/evening commutes to and from work.
When my mother past away, I listened to some of the songs she liked. I would cry whispering the words of I was made for loving you baby in busy metro stations.
I also use to read.
Perfect way to stay in my inner world a little bit longer before I kicked the high performing project manager into gear.
Bus and metro rides are perfect for the things you don’t have any other time to do: reading and listening to music.
Well, sometimes in the office I would listen to music while writing a report or something.
But I don’t do that anymore.
This morning I woke up with a yearning for music.
I had that song… on the tip of my tongue. I could hear the first few notes in my mind but couldn’t remember the title.
And I lost it.
I am forgetting names.
I can’t focus on two things at the same time.
Either I read or I listen to music.
Either I write or listen to music.
Today, I woke up and my body felt relaxed.
I slept well.
I can’t remember the last time I felt that relaxed. No stiffness.
Mornings in the past few years have felt like I needed hours of gentle stretching before I could barely move and walk without pain.
This morning I felt like dancing.
Finally this afternoon, I put on some music and danced.
Fantasy from Earth, Wind, and Fire and Saturday Night Fever from the Bee Gees just because I wanted to do THE move. You know THE move.
It was great.
I can’t get too excited and jump all over the place.
Either my lungs or my nervous system react.
But I felt more energy. More at ease in my body.
More freedom to roll my hips and feel the joy.
Right now I am looking at the clock and I know that in about two hours, I will feel numb. The feelings in my body will evade me.
It is happy hour right now. I feel clear, bright, and sharp.
I will have some food and then Pablo and Lolaz will knock on the door and that will be it for the day.
But until then.
With great respect!
3 thoughts on “Let’s dance”
I used to have classical music on constantly, often as background noise though it’s largely how I also learned the repertoire or, as you’ve experienced, as an accompaniment to long commuter drives.
But I’ve also discovered a need for extended periods without music — in my case, that includes singing and contra or Greek folk dancing — or even deep reading. These are typically times of intense writing for me, requiring full concentration and stretches of clear, seemingly mindless reflection.
Enjoy the ebb and flow.
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Thank you! Yes, during periods of intense writing, I prefer silence. As to not mess with the voices of the characters. It happens without any effort. I simply stop. I realize also that I never listened to the radio… to much unwanted noise. I don’t even know how I kno some more contemporary songs. Hum…
You also remind me of some very fond memory f my times in Greece. The singing and dancing in an old castle, hlf in ruins. The deep voices, the bouzouki, the hand clapping, the homemade wine, my friends explaining in semi-English and French, mixed with a lot of Greek what the song meant. Fun times!
Thank you for sharing your insights with me. It is truly appreciated. I love to converse and connect.
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The best blogging is conversing and connecting! Opa!
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