Member-only story
The Many Facets of Music
The Archangels Share Their Appreciation
Wherever you find me, you can count on me having three things at all times. Something to write with and on, something to read, and music. Music has long been important to me. I play it to get me energized, to make me happy, to celebrate, to calm down, and a dozen other reasons. When I was a kid, I slept with the radio on, and also when I studied. My dad would yell at me to turn it off, so I could concentrate, because he needed the quiet to think, but music helped me focus and learn.
Loving music is an indication that you could be clairaudient. It certainly was for me. I don’t see the Angels, I hear them. I’d also rather listen to music than watch TV, and when I was younger, I remembered most of what I heard. In college, if the tests were based on the lectures in class, I never had to crack open a book. I could close my eyes and listen to what the professor said in class, replaying it in my mind, no matter how long it had been since it was said. Sometimes, my teachers would scold me for not looking at them, thinking I wasn’t paying attention. I loved it when they asked me to repeat what they’d just said, because I could say it verbatim. I didn’t need to look at them to pay attention to what they said.
I always like my Friday articles to be positive and, hopefully, uplifting. When I was…
