That night with the piano

IsabelleChan By IsabelleChan, 22nd Aug 2012 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
Posted in Wikinut>Health>Mind & Spirit>Mental Health

My mom chose the piano for me. I never rebel enough to get rid of this grotesque monster that has my 7 years of teenage lives trapped. But one night, one stormy night changed my views towards the piano and made me realize that there was something magical about it that I've never noticed.

Music Heals Our Souls

I never really loved playing the piano even though I have reached grade 8 at a very young age. It was more of an obligation that my mom has bestowed upon me out of her own fetishism towards this sophisticated western instrument.

My mom, as many nagging moms do, always preach to me about the advantages of playing the piano, but I never did take the whole thing seriously until not long ago, I finally experienced the healing power of music, especially when it’s produced by myself.

It was a hot, stuffy night. I had a big fight with my family relatives and everyone pointed their fingers at me for being the ultimate troublemaker. My cousins mocked and ridiculed me with cruel words and I felt like my world was crumbling down at a rapid rate but no one seemed to be on my side. I was helpless, and left alone on this battle on my own. There was a firing urge resided in my heart telling me to scream and fight back and kick my feet, but my mom was glaring at me and as the eldest among my cousins but the youngest among the adults, I was supposed to be a role model for the former and subordinate for the latter, which meant talking back in public was certainly unacceptable. Tears started streaming down my face and I wanted to seek refuge from somewhere else, a safe, protective sanctuary that could shield me from the fierce storms and give me moments of peace. An image started to form in my head slowly and I was astounded to discover that the black, hazy image was a piano, the instrument that had me practicing all night before piano exams.

I rushed back to my room and started playing the piano. The moment I banged the notes on the keypad, freely and furiously, I knew that the piano has become the subject of my emotional release. It puts up with all my fury, pain and frustration and transforms them into chains of melodies consisted of jumping, staccato notes. Spurts of joy began blurting inside my heart and replaced the burning resentment. I was amazed by the healing power of music, and for the first time in my life, I thanked my mom for forcing me into mundane practices night after night. The feeling of being able to unbind my emotions is great, but the feeling of being able to heal in the loving embrace of music is even greater.

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Healing, Healing Powers, Music, Musical Instruments, Personal Development, Personal Experience, Piano

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author avatar IsabelleChan
A Chinese lady. Loves literature. A staunch feminist. Hopelessly romantic. Write to Live. Also find my writings at http://www.expertscolumn.com

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author avatar A K Rao
23rd Aug 2012 (#)

Nice article dear Isabelle! Music has great positive and healing power! Thanks for sharing a beautiful article to express your feelings about the music!

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author avatar IsabelleChan
24th Aug 2012 (#)

Thanks, Rao. I agree that music is really powerful in changing our emotions and that night is life-changing.

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author avatar Deogratius
3rd Sep 2012 (#)

emotions and keeps one cheerful, great article, thanks

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