Music washes away from the soul the dust of every-day life.
It is four-thirty in the morning and I am up. It seems My Hero is the one who is lounging around this morning. Usually, I am the one procrastinating and dragging my feet. My window view shows snow coming down in the darkness illuminated by the reflection of the kitchen light on the ground outside. I flip on the television as per usual, to check the weather. I know My Hero will be up shortly and then his obsession with the weather, and the news that surrounds it is a given.
I randomly flip to the PBS station and a huge smile comes over my face. You Really Got a Hold on Me, a song that has deep roots into my memories. The Tears of a Clown, and I Second that Emotion. These songs continue to remind me of my own parent’s love of music. Music had always been a constant in our lives. A childhood filled with music either from the radio, an old record player or from a Mom who loved to sing. There's nothing better to take you away from where you are in life than the lyrics and the rhythm of a good song. Life was not always easy for my parents. Music was their constant escape and joy.
My Hero saunters out and stops to listen to the song The Tears of a Clown and then he flips to the news. A few minutes later back to the music. After the weather report, the music won out. It reminds me that there is nothing that music cannot take you away from.
Yesterday, I did not turn on that television all day. The news continues to interrupt any show I may have liked to watch. I instead, sat with the radio playing softly in the background and wrote about a life. Wrote a story about a life, in a world where cows smile and wear hats, and happy children laugh and sing. Yes, that was a better way to spend a day. Who knows, someday maybe my writing will make someone forget about the news, for maybe a minute or two.
Our cows have no knowledge of the news, all they know is that they will be looked after and not forgotten by a girl who listens to music and dreams. They smile, and dance in the snow wearing hats. They only know they can watch a girl who would love to change the world for someone but can only do it a little bit at a time, in her own way.
Yes, the weather report called for snow. Who cares? Smokey Robinson…..You Rock.