DAY 178 -- Music

Music. I was talking with a co worker and I asked him what he was listening to. He said he was looking for music that made one happy.  He said there is a list of music that is advertised to be "Music to make you happy."  I didn't ask him what it was, but I was interested.

Then I started thinking what kind of music made me happy.  I was going to the temple yesterday and all of a sudden, into my subconscious mind entered a strange song that Bonnie and I are singing in our concerts in the upcoming days.  It was Jingle Bells.  My mind wouldn't let it go.  So I was humming Jingle Bells as I entered the temple.  It is not a very "templish" song, and one that makes one happy, but I couldn't get it out of my mind.  Of course when I started the session, it was gone. 

I would think one would hum or sing a hymn or something uplifting rather than Jingle Bells going to the temple.  If it had to be a Christmas song, why didn't my mind grab a hold of The First Nowell, which we are also singing rather than Jingle Bells.

I surely  love singing in this group with Bonnie.  She is such a joy to sing with.  Also our director has taught me to sing much higher than I ever sang before. I am a low bass, and now I can almost reach the tenor notes, that once were way to high to even think of reaching.  I am a changed singer.

I find myself always having some music in my mind.  In fact, once in a while I start humming a song I knew as I was growing up, long ago.  Bonnie hearing it, always asks why I hum that song.  It is one I hum when I don't have anything else to think about.  I can't even remember it, but it is one from my far past.  It is a song that was on the radio with a popular group singing it.  Don't know why.  I would rather be humming "Come Thou Fount..." rather than that one, but my sub conscious mind has a mind of it's own.  Oh well, can my sub conscious have it's own mind.  I believe I will request the government give me $50,000 to do research to try to figure out if my mind has a mind.  I have heard them give money for dumber things.  Maybe that is where  I need to get that money, part of one of my dreams.  Music can change the world, it can chang me, and it has changed many.