In my family, we are serious, music-loving fools. Now, granted, none of us can actually play an instrument (well, not yet anyway!), but we sure as heck appreciate people who can. Yep, we dig it so much that it's generally playing in our house in some form or fashion 24/7. It lifts us up, it makes us happy, and it puts a definite wiggle in our jiggle. And I feel totally secure in saying that those who doubt the POWER of music clearly have not witnessed its profound effects. I happened to see it firsthand just a couple of weeks ago at the rehab hospital where my dad's recovering from a stroke.
So my mom and I had wheeled him into the common room of the hospital for a slight change of scenery one evening. You see, his stroke has made it difficult for him to see or to talk very clearly, so he gets pretty bored pretty quickly. We figured it would pass some time if we took him for a little stroll in his wheelchair. It was both a surprise and a thrill to see that another stroke patient's family had apparently started an impromptu jam session.
Yes, both the daughter and the son of this older female patient were putting on quite a little show. There was singing, guitar playing, piano playing, and even a little harmonica playing. And let me tell you, they were really GOOD! Little by little, other patients started to hobble out with their walkers or roll in with their wheelchairs. The whole room seemed to just light up with smiles as everyone's heads bobbed to the beat.
I overheard a woman saying that the mother of the musicians wasn't able to talk or even move when she came into the hospital, but the music had slowly started to reawaken her senses. I felt tears well up in my eyes as I watched her actually CLAPPING along to each song. It was AMAZING!!! And the nurses later told us that the call bells in all the patient's rooms pretty much came to a halt while the music was playing. It somehow created an overall feeling of calm throughout the entire wing.
Now tell me THAT won't change your tune about the power of music.....