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Music Can Soothe The Savage Soul

Isn’t it incredible how hearing a particular song can move you back to a certain place or time. Music can rev you up for a fun evening out or sooth a broken heart. I have an eclectic taste in music and find that there is a song that I can relate to no matter what my mood may be. It has been my solace in the darkest of times and it has helped energize when times were good.

Our minds connect with musical rhythms on such a deep level. Research has found that listening to classical music while studying can stimulate brain activity due to the music’s complexity. Gentle tunes are played in nurseries to soothe the newborns. Our bodies are naturally drawn to music and want to embrace it. This is also evident when a song comes on that we don’t necessarily enjoy, but find our toe tapping to it anyways. We are connected to music on such a deep level.

Music is a legacy that I can pass on to my children. We listen to Melissa Etheridge every Sunday when we make brunch and the girls will ask why it isn’t on if I haven’t gotten around to starting the player. I know that when I am gone from this earth, my girls will hear a Melissa Etheridge song and think of me and our Sunday brunch, just as I think of my Muma when I hear Johnny Cash. Music can connect us to our loved ones long after they are gone.

Music can even be our voice when we cannot speak for ourselves. There have been times in my life when I have felt like no one knew what I was going through, but then I would find just the right song and feel that connection with the artist. I think Anna Nalick says it best in her song, Breathe. Her lyrics state, “Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud. And I know that you’ll use them, however you want to”. Isn’t that really what music is about? Using it or connecting to it however we want to?



Do you remember when we were all children at play? We would be ensconced in a world created by our overflowing imaginations. This world would be filled with great fun, much laughter, and the pure joy of creation. Perhaps we were knights and damsels in distress or cops and robbers, but it was always a game purported through our innate need to fully enjoy life. And as we played, something unpredictable and uninvited would happen, perhaps it was a misfire, a trip or a fall. Invariably someone would shout, “Do-over!” and, just like that, our world would be reset to just before the misstep occurred. Our play would continue as if nothing had ever happened to change our initial plans.

Wouldn’t it be fantastic if our lives as adults also had that Do-over Clause? Just imagine the best time in your life, a time when you were fully at peace and felt like everything within your world was just as it should be. You were at the top of your game, having the time of your life! Then you made a wrong decision, an error, something that changed your life in an unfavorable way. Oh how simple it would be if we could revert back to our childhood games and just simply shout out, “Do-over!” and our life’s plan would reset back to that place where everything felt so right in our world. Now I know that sometimes we are able to get second chances in life, but they are never quite as simple as when we were children at play.

As I ponder my own life, there is one certain timeframe within my life that I felt like everything was just as it should be. I owned my own successful business and only needed to work part-time. My daughters were young and it was summer here in Maine. I was able to spend so many hours with them, picnicking, swimming, and at play. Carefree hours were spent laughing and snuggling without the threat of stress or responsibility. Our time was our own and we were right where we wanted to be, with each other. I didn’t have to feel the weight of responsibility bearing down upon my shoulders or the stress wearing me thin. I was with my girls and only they mattered. It was the best time in my life! I felt like I was fully present.

Then the economy declined. Work and, subsequently, income weren’t as plentiful and instead of trimming down our lives to live more simply, it was decided that I should get a full-time job. One that would bring in a steady income and allow us to maintain our way of life. I bent to the pressure and traded in my business for a full-time job. The sad part is that I now find myself working triple the hours and for less pay than I was making out on my own. I answer to a supervisor and there are no more last minute trips to the beach, or days taken off to simply be with my girls. I can’t ever go back to owning my previous business as I have become an employee of the company that used to contract with me and it would never be allowed.

Looking back on the last four years of my life, there are times when I wish with every fiber of my being that I could transport back to that perfect time when my life was my own and I could spend so much more time with my girls. I would give anything to yell, “Do-over!” and have my life reset…just like that.

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