Stop the Insanity! I can’t hear myself think!

Music has always been a huge part of my life and especially my workouts; in the car while I’m driving to work, during my runs, at work, while I’m at home.  Until recently, I couldn’t imagine my life without music.   However, during the last several years, I’ve noticed that music, especially since we have it at our fingertips at all times, seems to have become a guest who has overspent his welcome.

I first noticed that music was becoming more than entertainment when I began to see many people wearing earbuds during running races.  As I approached an individual during a difficult point in the race, in need of a little camaraderie or short conversation to ease the drudgery, I found very few people who were not locked up tight in their own mind with full volume music; nope, no conversations or connections there.

I began to resent the earbuds and decided to forego music on my runs.  I wanted to be truly connected to my run.  I wanted to enjoy the sound of my breath and the sights around me instead of zoning out to just get through my runs.  I found that disconnecting for those short moments helped me think and my writing started to come more easily.  I soon didn’t even want to run with music.

As I made that first connection, I began to see how music and “noise” in general were really interfering in my life in a way that was stealing my deeper connections to me and to my attentiveness to life.  I started to connect the silence with yoga, and yoga with the silence.  The two began to intertwine in a way that created a new song in my life.

I learned to let go of the automatic habit of turning the radio on as soon as I got in the car.  I quit blaring music at home when I had a few moments to myself.  I actually began to use the time to think instead of tuning out and turning off my mind. In the process, I became (and am still becoming) less demanding and critical of myself.  I learned to enjoy the silence as a way to connect with my breath and with my body in a compassionate way.  Letting go of “tuning out” left lots of time to tune-in to my business, my yoga practice and my life.

The song of my life now is peace; peace in my life, peace in my mind, peace in my body.  I still listen to music but it no longer haunts my mind as an unwanted guest.  Instead, music brings sweet melodies at the times when I truly need it.

How do you relate to music?  Do you see it as a possible way to escape from life instead of engaging?  Or do you find it a comforting and comfortable friend?  Perhaps it’s both?

 

I totally know what you’re talking about when you automatically switch on the radio in the car or have music blaring at home. When I lived alone, I listened to music constantly because too much silence freaked me out. Now that I live with my boyfriend, I rarely listen to music, but when I do, it’s refreshing and a treat.
I find that music goes really well with cooking/baking.
I like how you emphasized how silence is so important and coupled with your yoga practice. I couldn’t agree more. Great blog!

There are definitely times when I find music to enhance my experience, mostly when I’m cleaning house or like you, I love to have a little dinner music, such as jazz, playing in the background while I cook. Thanks for commenting!

I love music! It allows me to go deeper into myself, by connecting with song. I will say, however, that recently our car stereo broke and we had silence in the car rides, and that was quite enjoyable too. But overall, music just makes me happy.

I know – I love music, too. I’ve always loved listening to lots of different styles. And some well-written songs can touch my emotions on levels that nothing else can. That’s why I’m surprised that I am finding a place and a time in my life where it doesn’t fit as well as it used to. But I agree – it can definitely make me happy! Thanks for commenting – I think it’s such an interesting topic and I love hearing other people’s take on it.

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