The Healing Power of Music

Tuesday February 4th, 2025

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Does music speak to you?

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More than just "I listen to sad music when I am sad"

Or even "I listen to sappy love songs when I am feeling gushy"

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I mean the deeper message of the lyrics, the message trying to be conveyed from the lyricist to the receiver.

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Growing up, it was always easy for me to "feel" faith music, as in literally get chills, or an emotional reaction deep in my body and soul.

 

A conviction almost.

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But somewhere along the way of my healing journey, I began to evaluate the music I was listening to, why I gravitated to certain songs, sounds, lyrics, tempos, beats, styles, etc.

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And I discovered that I was subconsciously expressing what I was not allowed to speak out loud, what my heart yearned to say in so many situations.

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Music has become so integral to not only my healing journey, but my communication; with friends, family, loved ones, my partner, but also myself.

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Sitting and listening to what God/Divine/Source has to tell me about me, the here and the now, or maybe even the future.

I've been documenting for a few years songs as they come up, the date, the emotion/wound/trigger/event and the thought that I have to go along with it.

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Every healing cycle has a list of songs to go with it even.

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As well as every book.

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All of these songs will be compiled into one master playlist and linked on my website for #BeingHuman but I thought I would share tonights selection as it's so poignant to be like the wet slimy fish slap to the backside of the head from God that all I can do is say "really" and laugh... or I might cry.

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I have been told all my life I think too deep.

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I feel too much.

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Too strongly.

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That I intimidate people.

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It has strained every single relationship I have ever had,, where I was often on the receiving end of jealousy, denigrating comments, belittlement and insecurity solely because my brain, intellect and capability intimidated them and not for who I actually was as a person.

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It has left me fighting to this day feelings of never being chosen.

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Of never being enough.

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Of no one ever being willing to love ME because they can't see ME through the brain.

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Learning to love myself for the depth and complexity that I am, has not been easy.

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Learning to accept that... not everyone in the world will accept me because I illuminate in themselves what they don't want to see... has been hard.

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I am not perfect, I still have demons to fight, sometimes the same ones as yesterday.

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But, I love me, I accept me, I see me, all of me.

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And music has helped with that.