Day Eight: The Power of Music

May 20, 2022

I don't know a single person who doesn't love music. Everyone I know regardless of their personality and attitude loves music. Even a grumpy kind of person listens to music. Broken-hearted people run to music too for comfort. Happy people love to go on in their life with live music as the background. I can say that music is everyone's best friend. It is loved by many. It is our common denominator. We may differ in perspectives, beliefs and personalities. But we all unite for our love for music.

Some people are gifted with the talent of singing. These are the very people who hit high notes effortlessly. These are also the people who sing with beautiful harmony and perfect melody. They are just chosen. We are not all gifted with a singing talent but that does not stop us from singing our hearts out. Even though we can't hit the notes and we don't know the lyrics we still try to hum through the tone and sing using our lyrics.

Some of us are also blessed at being good at playing musical instruments. That is some kind of rare talent too. Some people learn the skill by practising. Some are just naturally born with talent and skill. Sometimes it runs through the blood. My sister for example has this gift of playing musical instruments. She knows how to play the keyboard, guitar, ukelele and drums. It seems like her ears are wired with something that she can use as a standard because she can easily detect lapses regarding the tone.

I believe she got that from my maternal grandpa. My aunt and uncle from my mother's side plays musical instruments too. But I regret that I was never gifted with the skills. I know that some people can acquire the same skills just by practising. But that doesn't work for me. My sister used to coach me then. But I gave up because she says that my fingers are too hard. Also, maybe I don't have that drive and passion to pursue that skill. Had I been more motivated, I could have played at least one instrument now.

I would just clap in the background and envy in silence at my sister. How I wish I was born with gifted hands and ears. I don't have the right to complain as my mom had given me enough encouragement to practice but my laziness gets the best of me. I try to console myself that we have multiple intelligence and that musical intelligence isn't my forte.

Sure, I can sing but only at church. I don't sing in front of the crowd or at school as my interpersonal intelligence is also draining. I would just console myself with the idea that I can sing my heart out when I'm taking a bath.

At home, I try to pick up the ukelele and try to remember playing the song that my sister taught me. In my heart, I wish I'm as good as her.

Thanks for reading. Until then.