I love music. I always have, I always will. Music, so they say, sets the soundtrack to our lives. This
comparison of our lives to a Hollywood movie in a way makes perfect sense and yet in another way it makes no sense at all.
Did you ever notice when people are sad they listen to sad songs, or if they are happy they have a tendency
to listen to happy songs? Music it seems, sets the mood and tone - and we go on with our day oblivious to the fact that
we allow, to some extent, music to manipulate our feelings, and quite frankly some of us allow it to manipulate the outcome
of our lives.
This probably sounds extremely eccentric to someone reading my journal who does not listen to music very often. I
believe that we can apply this same concept to television and movies. (And the creative industry claims that they don't
have an effect or an influence on impressionable people... Hah!).
I have to say that I am guilty of this particular issue. When I was younger, the music I played reflected the mood
that I was in. If blue and depressed, I would play sad, depressing songs. I also loved to watch sad, sad
story movies over and over again. Oh how I would cry! I use to throw myself the best pity parties...
The opposite is true if I was in a great mood. I would turn the music up as loud as possible and dance, dance,
dance for joy! This is how I would get my house cleaned also. I couldn't get anything done without the radio blasting.
I guess I thought I was Madonna with a vacuum cleaner and a dusting cloth! What a sight I must have been.
I guess what I wanted to say was that if you don't like the song that is playing, change the station to a song that
will bring your spirit joy. Let the soundtrack of your life be full of love songs, happy songs...