
A hundred years or so ago I played guitar and sang. I wasn’t that great, but I did make some money in college as a part of a group that entertained at corporate events, and there was a place where folk singing was popular. I sang there regularly.

Time Out
I still sing along when I’m listening to music upstairs in my art room. It’s fun because I can really get into the music, bopping around to the beat and humming or singing as I figure out what the next step is in whatever art I’m working on. My husband is downstairs, and is a bit hard of hearing, so he isn’t bothered. :0)

FreePik
It has always amazed me how much POWER music has. It takes you back to where you were, how you felt when you heard it first. It gets inside you and makes you FEEL. Some voices just fill you up and you feel happier. I hear some music and I’m simply unable to sit still. I HAVE to get up and move. I have my MP3 player filled with music that makes me want to move to the beat, so I always take that out with me when I’m exercising on my elliptical trainer.
I have a lot of YouTube videos bookmarked so I can listen to them whenever I would like a boost. Even when the music is sad, I listen and it seems to purge any sadness as I react to the song, so that by the end I feel calmer, more able to deal with any problems or simply enjoy the day.

FreePik
I have CDs to play upstairs. I have Pandora on my phone now with earbuds I can use so I can listen to music if we’re having to wait for an appointment somewhere.
I feel lucky to have so many ways to listen to something that brings me joy.