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Those of you who know me probably know that I love music.  Have you ever wondered why I constantly listen to music?   Or, why a 3 day country music festival in northern Minnesota is my favorite place to be?

I can attribute every time I hear a good song to learning something new.  Most songs have an underlying story if you listen to what they are saying.  You can call it God or the Universe or just my supreme intellect 😂 but I know that music has gotten me through every tragedy in my life and taught me how to live my life.  In case you’re wondering where I’m currently at in my musical journey, listen to Eric Church’s “Country Music Jesus”.   The first time I heard the song it lit me on fire with the beat.  The second time I listened to the lyrics.  For me, the rhythm of the music draws me in and makes me feel calm.  Once I am calm, I can understand what the singer is saying.    Basically, I practice active listening and I try to learn from the music. Here’s the funny thing... up until I started writing this blog, I never understood why I did this.  I think it’s because I knew everyone in the world couldn’t be bad and I knew that there had to be good in the world.  I could feel it but my brain wouldn’t let me believe.  Insert me into a music venue and I’m literally in heaven.  I’ve been this way since I can remember.  

My favorite song at age 4 or 5 was “The Pudding Song” and I always wanted my dad to play the album.... let me explain... my parents were 23 and 22 when I was born in 1976 (Bicentennial Sagittarius Baby).   Being young and fun parents, and having a father who was a musician, means we always had music playing.  I loved Pink Floyd's Another Brick in the Wall.   I’ve been focusing on taking down my own wall for the last 6 weeks...


I’ve been searching music my whole life to make sense of things.  Because how can something that makes me feel so good not be telling the truth?   Here’s the thing, I was not brought up in a religious household but music feeds my soul.  Be kind to each other ✌🏼✌🏽✌️✌🏾✌🏿



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