I am participating in the 31 Days of Free Writes October challenge. This is meant to be a free write, which means: no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation. (Confession: I *may* not be able to resist spell-checking!)
Today’s prompt: CREATE
Apparently there is something deep (very deep) in our brains that leads us to create, even when many of our other senses are turned off/disabled.
Our hospice music therapist, Maurisa (sp?), sat down with her guitar and her talent in February, and sang to/with my father-in-law (if you listen VERY closely, you can hear him chiming in here).
This is a man who, in his entire lifetime when he was fully able, did not to my knowledge spontaneously sing. I sat through many masses with him and I’m sure he sang “along,” but he was not the kind of guy to break out in song. Not the kind of guy to be demonstrative.Creating isn’t always a huge masterpiece hung on the wall to be admired by throngs of people.
Sometimes, it is born of one person (in this case, the music therapist) who takes the time to learn how to reach deeper, to take the risk that another person may or may not sing along.
It takes someone compassionate enough to create a space and a moment of joy for a person who others have decided doesn’t want (or isn’t able) to chime in anymore.
The act of creating can surprise you.
Music reaches something very far back in the brain, clearly.
Wife of one, Mom of two, Friend of many. My pronouns are she/her/hers.