They say that playing with dogs (and many other types of animals)  is a type of therapy for humans. It provides a calming and fun environment that can help us de-stress. I know that for me, when I am petting a dog I feel present and open to receive the love a dog has to offer. I guess that’s why I do so much dog-sitting while I save up enough time and money to get one of my own. They fill a void that many times I didn’t realize I had. That is also how music has always been for me. Whether it’s singing, playing the piano, or both, I find myself completely unaware of the time, life obligations, social media, etc. The music triggers something in me that relaxes, de-stresses, and physically heals. I have gone into a voice lesson with a migraine and half way through the lesson I realized it was totally gone. No amount of medicine can possibly heal that quickly and effectively.

Singing seems to be the only “medicine” that can both heal the lows and make the highs that much higher. It’s heard in celebration and in mourning. It’s heard across every culture, every race, every gender, every religion, and every person. Growing up, I sang in a many choirs one of which was an all-girls choir called The Princeton Girl Choir. We had the opportunity to go on a tour to Germany and the Czech Republic and it was absolutely incredible. We sang in the most beautiful historic cathedrals, we sang on the plane, we sang on the street for passersby, and we sang alongside other local choirs. We didn’t all speak the same the language but music brought us together and in those moments of song, our cultural differences vanished and we were all present. Simply enjoying the melodies that brought genuine smiles to all of our faces. It doesn’t matter where we are in the world, or where we are in our lives, music heals us and there is nothing that can or will ever change that.