The Unifying Power of Music: A Journey Through Healing and Learning

Introduction

• When my 10 year old boxer died 55 days after my father's passing it was immediate shock, and I couldn't even listen to music on the radio, but through the last 4 years, music is the only thing that helps me through healing.

  
  

• Through the PTSD of a traumatic life, and childhood that I wish to only remember the happy memories, music has always been a strong influence from so many people in my life.

  
  

• My intention with this Post is to elevate humanity and realize there is either a melody you can vibe to and not understand the language or lyrics that have a missed translation, or feels like a negative message more than it could share a positive one. After understanding the polarity of good vs evil, polarity of sexes, and polarity throughout the universal laws of the universe, sometimes you just need to go with the flow and respect the artist's message or vibe. Maybe that artist had something dark to go through to give that message of hurt or pain. I sometimes create it in my head to be a positive message through my own lyrics or to make more since on a personal level to make the music more healing for me not to disrespect the artist, but to heal my own trauma. There is a balance in the World that will always have the rocking pendulum of positive and negative, but to heighten humanity we must join together through love. For Love is on the same spectrum of Hate, and it is so much easier to be kind with a wink, smile, or a wave than to waste your energy on Hate.

Sharing Music on Spotify through a Jam Session has to be one of my favorite things a music app has to offer, but being on the spectrum of Autism I'm nervous to try unless it's with someone in the same room. Maybe Once I decide to go live with this Blog Site, I'll find some friends to jam with that are truly in life to aspire to be better people everyday, that's what I strive for. That's the point in living, to have gratitude to the blessings and lessons taught through each other.

The Power of Music in My Life

• My parents met dancing out with friends to disco, and in fact my dad was engaged to another girl and my mom was dating a friend of my dad's, so it just goes to show how crazy things can get when you find the right partner to dance with. My mom influenced me to love old pop like Chicago & Journey, Country, and a few Mexican songs from my maternal grandparents. My dad influenced me to love Classic Rock, Country, Disco, and the Classics like Styx. The brother I'm closest to influenced me to love Jazz and R&B, and can even remember him playing 'A Whole New World' on the Saxophone when I was in elementary school. My eldest brother and I weren't as close, but he loves hip-hop and I've grown to love some of the artists true messages and beats.

• In High-School was when I came to learn what I loved for myself with a little help from some friends, one of which I lost a week before my father's passing, had a band 'The Lamplighters', was in a straight edge underground band called 'Far From Breaking', then was in a band with his younger brother called 'Not the Government'. I still tear up missing his influence in my life to love bands like 'The Get Up Kids', 'Reggie & the Full Effect', 'Coalesce', 'Hatebreed', 'The Jazz June', 'At-the-Drive-In', and many other's we friends found along the way to having our roots run deep into the unknown.

• Sometimes I get distracted in a song that takes me to a happy memory, but it still makes me cry. There's a difference in emotion on happy wonderful memories that bring tears and those of just grief. I'm still coming into my own work in progress on controlling my emotions to be positive, but not be ashamed of my emotions that bring me down. It takes seeing what is making me feel a certain way to change it around to be in a better mood, and journaling and manifesting my dreams while I tune in to music is a huge help.

  
  

• A date took me to see 'Wakanda Forever' and there was a ponente part in the movie where the sister says it seems like she was the only one to truly understand her brother, and I feel the same for my very misunderstood strong but emotional Father. The song 'Lift Me Up' get's me every time and I sometimes wonder why she didn't sing that song during the Super Bowl, but in a way it personally makes sense to me for personal reasons I don't wish to divulge because my journey through grief hasn't been easy. I feel like when he passed I found my purpose and drive for being thirsty for knowledge and hungry for life, but with tragic events of getting voices out of my head at a hospital where the nurse said "if you ever recognize a voice please let someone know" shortly after that I was ordering men breathing heavily out of my head to walk clockwise and leave the room slamming my hand and leg to through the floor lying down, and the nurse replied "I've never heard someone break that hard". This catapulted me to drug use and self damage because I felt like the nurse had bad bedside manner and in hindsight could've said if you ever recognize a voice please let the staff know and in confidence we will give you a card of a therapist that specializes in schizophrenia. Her saying about breaking felt rude and insensitive to my true breaking moment in my life.

  
  

Building Community Through Music

• The first concert I was ever invited to go see on my own was from the suggestion of my dear friend that passed away, and my dad took me and my sister from another mister in his eclipse with her looking out the roof window trying not to get claustrophobic lmao. It was to see 'The Casket Lottery' and a band we didn't know called 'small brown bike' (whom my dad got a button from them and wore it proudly on his Retired AF hat everyday. His comment was to the bartenders, "so i noticed the better the band the closer you get to the headliner" and laughed. That was just his personality and keeping it real because the bartender laughed and said, "pretty much, yeah"

• That was my first since of belonging, because not only was the merch guy the coolest guy we met before sound check, happened to be the bassist of the band 'the casket lottery', whom I'm still cool with on FB and he has a beautiful red headed wife and adorable kid that looks just like both of them! Needless to say, he was the coolest musician I met at my first show alone with my sister and my dad, all because a friend near and dear in my heart to this day, I'm gonna call him May because may is my sister's nick name and may god rest his soul. He taught us a lot about the underground music scene and just finding out what we liked for ourselves as kids from the same generation.

• Another bridge that gapped the music scene for me was when I rode into Austin all on my own to see a band 'Hot Water Music'; was when a man saw me small and being used as a shoulder beer holder and not as comfortable on my own, scooped me up placed me on the banister of Emo's outside stage, to be placed out of harms way. Since then Emo's moved from on red river and 6th to further out of the city center and down red river. I learned to love the smaushes of people ramming into you at front stage, but being alone at a show, it's like he sensed my nervous tension alone.

  
  

Earth as Our University of Learning

• Sometimes it seems songs and their alga rhythm seem in sync with my mood, but maybe that makes me crazy to synchronicities in the universe, but I still go along with the flow.

• Compared to the beginning of me being blind to lyrics, melody and synchronicities in the universe, I feel I have grown a lot in the last 6 years of meeting a musician that I dated that opened my eyes to learning more about the laws of the universe and even turned me onto his favorite author in a book " ", whom explains Music, Colors, History, Philosophy of Pythagoras and why everything seems to make sense. Although I don't think history should repeat itself, I do believe we should learn from it and live to be more aware of what we learn as we live from day to day. Living each day as your first ready to take on learning as much as we can to live better lives, not each day as our last, because our first day was promised by God and you never know when the last comes.

• Every interaction and event becomes a lesson in the journey of living whether you count your blessings or lessons, as long as you learn to not repeat the perpetual Mary-go-round, get off the carousel, fix what's not broken just jaded or jagged and turn your life around the other way. Beat to the beat of your own drum, but keep in beat with the synchronicities of nature and the earths circadian rhythm.

  
  

Sharing Music with Others

• The Importance of sharing music with loved ones for me is sharing it digitally by sending it through a story, iM message, or in person, but live music is where it is shared with the people you relate with most; liking the same artist. Going to live shows makes you feel alive with the music live with the people that relate to you, and you feed off that energy for days. That's how healing music is to me; especially being an Autistic Extrovert.

• I have yet to personally influence anyone myself to be turned onto music unless you count my Best Friend "Sister" Jamie's sister Gina, whom I know consider a very close sister that we share love with in an intimate way that is just between us and no one else. That's why I'm a firm believer in privacy and what's in your life is not anyone else's business.

• I Encourage anyone to share music in these ways to make the world a more elevated peaceful place, because like I said music is beautiful artistic expression that both sides of the spectrum don't quite understand. Language, Melody, Message, all of it falls on a spectrum of understanding how individuals interpret the artist's true meaning. Self-Love is where I take it every time, that and love for God, because he speaks through all of us connected to each other as brother's and sister's. Whether you believe in God or not its the spiritual relationship you have with your self to recognizing how the true laws of the universe and nature come together harmoniously.

  
  

The Transformational Journey

• Music has transformed me tremendously through the journey of healing, and I truly believe in this one world we live in as people we can come toghether to bridge the gap between humanity being more aware of the cosmos of us all being connected.

• The insights I have gained haven't only been through music but learning about Pythagoras and his theory of understanding nature and the sounds, just by passing by some men banging on steel and taking his own hypothesis of proving how sound can be made with weights and strings banging on metal. With knowledge like that it drives me to come to my own hypothesis of how the world can truly be heightened in humanity.

• It is that growth in being together, but separate in culture and boundaries between understanding we're not all built the same way in the world, and sometimes it is our differences that can bring us to understanding each other with respect to one another.

  
  

  Call to Action

• I Invite anyone to journal and get your emotions out in the group I created on this not live yet Blogging website, and when I work through my emotions and nervous Autistic behaviors I'll know that I'm ready to be a call of action to share with the world to this brother and sisterhood, that I feel we should have more sisterhood's banning together with the help of more brother's that understand we are all under one God.

• Live music is what the call of action is to me.

• Music alone, is a community that I alone feel is an embrace with the cosmos and God .

Conclusion

• We can only cheers to the one's that are here everyday living life on earth that know humanity is #1, and we should all be here for each other because everybody hurts sometimes and it's to the one's that have been broken that stolen from the life of love that need the cheers the most!

• It's the encouragement to all that we should focus on because through love of all but understanding we don't like all but respect all differences that make the world round and revolve around the universe in a smooth beautiful place of the university of learning.

• To move through to the call of action we all have to respect individuality and respect those difference that make us understand not every door is opened for us, but God's understanding we are all differences of coming together through a window of opportunity taken to journal and blog through my heart that I live. and that's how i see any opportunity to blog.