{"id":930,"date":"2011-03-25T10:47:58","date_gmt":"2011-03-25T10:47:58","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/averral.com\/blog\/?p=930"},"modified":"2011-03-25T10:47:58","modified_gmt":"2011-03-25T10:47:58","slug":"music-is-the-answer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.averral.com\/blog\/2011\/03\/music-is-the-answer\/","title":{"rendered":"Music is the Answer"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Music, is the answer to my soul.<\/p>\n

When I was a young girl, my mother was a classical piano teacher. My waking moments were filled with peace and joy. For days and nights, our home sung of music. Her students came from all walks of life to find the answers to life – through music. They practiced and she taught, they learnt and she guided. The fondest memories were of those times, were life was simple. The pursuit of art was the answer, and that the world revolved around the classics.<\/p>\n

I never learnt the piano. Till today, I am questioned why. My mother was a beautiful pianist, well known in music circles and amongst her friends for her fine craft, why, did not her daughter continue her legacy? I knew the answer, I was simply not a musician. I am simply, a writer at heart. Our expression of artistry, our execution, was different. I was not her, and she is not me.<\/p>\n

In my?earliest?childhood, our weekends were spent viewing performances in Victoria Concert Hall. ?I remember falling asleep in most of the performances, for I did not understand. I did not understand how powerful music can be as a form of communication. I did not understand how music can call out to our soul. I did not understand these, so I slept in my lullabies and dreamt of another world where I can create and be in.<\/p>\n

Over time, my appreciation for music deepened. I started to realise why, why my emotions are stirred and moved by the black and white keys on the piano, why, my heart cries when I sing of pain, why, my soul sings when I hear the voice of an angel. My emotions, awoke with the sound of music. For my emotions had been dormant, it has been numbed and hollowed.<\/p>\n

There was once I asked my mother why did she pursue music.<\/p>\n

She answered,?”Music is a universal language, and has no barriers. For it is the most powerful language on earth.”<\/p>\n

I finally understand why.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Music, is the answer to my soul. When I was a young girl, my mother was a classical piano teacher. My waking moments were filled with peace and joy. For days and nights, our home sung of music. Her students came from all walks of life to find the answers to life – through music. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[9],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\t\n