I heard the call of the messy music room I was trying to organize today and was highly tempted to rush through getting my little one down for a nap . . .
. . .I also felt the whisper of an inspired idea: "quiet yourself and sing the lullaby's on the bedtime CD this time. Hold her close and cuddle her in the rocking chair . . ."
. . . As the minutes passed I continued to be pulled in both directions as I sang one song and then thought, "OK now back to work--no look at the smile on her face;" sang another song and then thought "OK now I can go back to work--no, feel the peace of the music just a little longer"--another song, then "OK, now I can go back to work-- no, release my tension through my voice . . ."
. . .The teeter-totter in my brain continued almost as quickly as my chair rocked back and forth, but miraculously my mouth kept moving and singing the well-known songs despite this exhausting mental exchange. I sang through all the songs and when I noticed the time had come for the tunes to begin repeating themselves, I asked gently if my little one was ready for bed and at her nod I slowly and gently tucked her, along with a stuffed monkey, down for a nap. There was no cry of protest--just a happy smile . Then I hurried out to record this tender experience . . .
. . . How did the mental battle within me end? I am not sure it has ended, I still feel the call of that messy, only half organized, music room; and yet I feel peaceful, invigorated, joyful, and very thankful for the cuddle time and the journaling time.
That meets my own definition of a personal music therapy session! Now I think it is OK to get back to work, but I'll make sure to have some music playing in the background. :-)
Be Inspired,
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