Hello friends, family and fans. A few weeks ago I had a contest of sorts. I posted to my Facebook account that an individual would have a chance to be a guest blogger on my website. The subject was essentially how has one of my songs helped you navigate through a difficult time in your journey of life. Well we read a lot of amazing and powerful stories however one stood out to all of us. It was submitted by a woman named Caryn Christensen. Since it was submitted I have read it several times. Upon each reading it reinforces how instrumental the power of music is to all of us as a healing tool for the soul. Below is her amazing and poetic story of struggle and healing. I hope you all enjoy it as much as I did.
“Music is the electrical soil in which the spirit lives.”
- Ludwig van Beethoven
As an elementary school music teacher, I educate my students, not only in music notation, but that music is it’s own language. It is a powerful means of communication, even if there are no words. One way we explore this idea is to have them draw pictures to music. They are always surprised to see that their classmates have drawn some of the same pictures when for instance, they just heard the soundtrack from a movie with a “chase scene”. I believe we are all born with music in us, but some truly have an extraordinary ability to convey music in a way that speaks to the spirit, or the soul.
And so it is with Phil Driscoll. One summer afternoon, a dear friend suddenly fell to the ground and was given a 5% chance of living after it was pronounced that she had suffered a brain aneurysm. Her family and friends gathered to pray, hoping against the odds she would survive. When quietly she slipped into eternity, the grief seemed overwhelming. She was in her 20′s.
I was home when I received the phone call. I sunk to the floor as the tears began to flow. Because music has played such a huge role in my life, the first thing I did was turn on the radio, hoping to derive some comfort from a song. At that exact moment, Phil’s impassioned, soulful voice began singing, “When you’re weary, feeling small, when tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all…”
I’d heard different versions of “Bridge Over Troubled Waters” over the years. But there was something deeply spiritual in Phil’s rendition. In those few sacred moments, I listened as the timbre in Phil’s voice was like a mirror reflecting his own soul…and that of God’s. One of surrender, comfort and hope.
It’s interesting to me how one song, one melody, one musician, can forever be inscribed upon your mind. Whenever I think of my friend, almost simultaneously, I think of Phil’s raspy, soulful voice singing “Bridge Over Troubled Waters”. That is the power of music.
Caryn has an amazing blog and has recently joined Twitter @st8oftheheart
If her story resonated with you please let her know and have a wonderful day.