Tomorrow

Music brings peace. Music heals the soul. Music achieves what words can’t. But how? I’m consumed with learning why.

Tomorrow, I start my first class to learn therapeutic music.

It feels meaningless to be a musician right now. There are no performances to be had. Everything is closed. We’re confined to what we can share over social media. People that need that healing the most might not have computer access.

The world is hurting. Injustice abounds. Death is all around us. How can music possibly make a difference in any of this?

I’m going to learn to be the difference, and to at least try. This is one of the only decisions I’ve made recently that hasn’t been plagued with doubt. It’s not enough for me anymore to count on the act of going to work as a healing process. I want to be the difference.

Tomorrow, I start learning how to be a healer through music.