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Editor's note: Apologies for the incomplete post that was published on November 13th. It was sitting in the "scheduled" queue, and I forgot that it still needed some important finishing touches! And that the cover image, quite strangely, was a plate of coffee cake. (I think this cold weather might have frozen my brain. Ha!) Anyhow, here's the post in its polished and editor-approved form.
Today and every day, I am exceptionally thankful for music. This is a big topic that I could talk about for ages, but I'll try to zero in on a few particular facets for the sake of this post.
Choir
I've been in a choir ever since I was in 6th grade. Singing in a group can be a truly special thing. When a harmony lines up just right, it feels absolutely electric. I have gotten more goosebumps in choir than I ever have singing or playing piano alone. Here's some interesting info about music-induced goosebumps from Business Insider.
Also, shameless plug for the Dudley Birder Chorale (the choir I currently sing in.) Stay up to date on all their news here.
Piano
Here's something interesting... I wanted to quit piano. *gasp* I had started lessons at age 7, after unsuccessfully trying dance, gymnastics, tae kwon do, and swimming. Fortunately, Mom wouldn't allow me to quit. "You've tried everything else! You have to play piano. It's non-negotiable!" So here I am, still playing piano 16 years later, and there is nothing I enjoy more.
Over the years, the piano has been a companion of sorts too (aside from Pruitt and my dearest friends, of course) When I'm feeling cruddy, I can lament with "Sonata Pathetique" by Beethoven. When I'm upset, I can pound out "Cry Me A River." When I'm happy, I can rejoice with Christmas carols. Piano is my best expressive outlet. If ever given the choice of speaking or playing piano for a group, you can guess which I would choose. ;)
Music Itself
That smattering of black dots on a page can be scary challenging sometimes, or it can be as comfortable as an old pair of slippers. The notes just fit in your hands like they were always there, and you barely have to think, but just play. There is music for every moment and every feeling. Music can say everything when words don't seem quite right.
Here are a couple terrific quotes describing this sentiment...
Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent. ~ Victor Hugo
When words fail, music speaks. ~Hans Christian Andersen
So, I have a few questions if you would like to share in the comments today! What does music mean to you? And what are you thankful for today?
'Til next time,
Eva
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