Music Therapy

It works. If there's one thing in the world that works wonders for the broken heart (yikes!), the wounded spirit, the bruised self esteem, the angry ego, it's music! Creating music, appreciating music, listening to music. It really works wonders for me.

These days I've been listening to a wide variety of tunes: from Indian music, to old Filipino folk music, Marvin Gaye, Nirvana, Buklod, Ray Charles, Simon and Garfunkel, Asin, Billy Joel, The Beach Boys, Sara Bareilles, David Bowie, Chinese traditional music, Pink Floyd, the Jets, Neil Young, Aegis, Gary Granada, Crash Test Dummies, The Cure, Annie Lennox, Everything But the Girl, Burt Bacharach, Dionne Warwick, Bob Marley, Sharon Cuneta, Elton John, Mozart, Hillsongs, David Foster, Tuck and Patti, Basil Valdez, The Gipsy Kings, Eraserheads, Metallica, Alice in Chains, Joni Mitchell, Bob Dylan, Beethoven, Joey Ayala, and the list goes on and on... And of course, the Beatles, Jack Johnson, Indigo Girls, James Taylor, APO hiking Society, and my other good old favorites are still there.

Ahhh, nothing can be better. Music heals everything, I guess. Even if it's the same music that breaks your heart, the same music that makes you cry, the same music that rubs salt on your wounds, it is also the same music that makes you grateful for everything you are and everything around you.

And then there's a tune for everything. A different soundtrack for every day. And you sing your songs even if nobody cares to listen. There's music in your mind every moment, and you hum yourself to sleep. Even if you're tired and broken, there's always a way to go through life singing. Until one day, life itself becomes your song.