Lay beside me, tell me what they’ve done Speak the words I want to hear, to make my demons run The door is locked now but it’s opened if you’re true If you can understand the me, then I can understand the you
As it plays again and again in my Mind, I wonder how I made through the day, how I feel so stable, when things aren’t right. Is this the music that’s healing me ? They do say it right, music does have a healing power.
“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.” – or I would say aloneness! Does complete me. takes me away from my miseries.
As it releases me from the tyranny of conscious thought, am zoned out ! And there’s an interchange of the background and the foreground notes.
And here I go happy ? Happy again. Wonder how this works each time.
How is it that I my fingers choose the song suiting exactly to the moment ? Intuition ? Message from the supreme ? Always startled that in worse of my miseries, I choose to make myself suffer listening to those sad songs which, at times, tend a person to end his/her life and in that suffering I discover life, a dream, something to look forward to, not to give up, pick up the pieces, stitch them together again and again and again….
"What I’ve felt, what I’ve known Turn the pages, turn the stone Behind the door, should I open it for you?"
? ? ? And all I can talk now is this
Music , to some is a way to relax and entertainment for many. To me, its the best medium thru which I communicate with myself. It lets me accept that I am alone not lonely. I laugh, cry, share my sorrow with myself , ask questions and answer those questions. Not sure, if, for you, sitting in a posture is what you call meditating, to me I know how to feed my soul, in moments of joy……and in pain.
Has this happened to you too, when music spoke much of what you wanted to say or when Music just saved your day?
– Deepak Bubna
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