Friday, June 26, 2020

I sing with the Tabernacle Choir

I sing with the Tabernacle Choir on Temple Square.

I tried out to sing with them a few years ago when my voice was a lot younger and better.  I didn't make it through the first cut.  It would have been nice to sing with them; to go on tours; and to feel of their wonderful spirits.  Also, my cousin was a member of the choir at that time.  It would have been fun to have that experience with her.  But, it wasn't to be.

But, I do sing with the choir!  Every chance I get.  When I go on my walks in the morning, I almost always have a song of theirs in my head.  This morning, it was "Homeward Bound".  A few days ago, it was "Hold On".   Every song that I sing with them helps me in some way.  They all lift my spirits and help me to have a better day than I otherwise would have had.

I also sing with BYU's Vocal Point, Afterglow and even Michael BublĂ©, The Carpenters and many others.  But, it is the Tabernacle Choir that lifts and helps me to feel closer to my Heavenly Father.  Music is my balm of Gilead.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Being Happy

I have been contemplating writing this blog for several months.  It is kinda crazy, but I started this blog so that I could try to keep a journal of sorts.  As you can see, I don't know that I am any better at it in this format, than I was in keeping a journal in a book.  Ah well.

My daughter also told me that usually when people write a blog, they tackle one subject for each entry.  I guess I just don't think that way.  And what I want to write about today is going to tie in with the things I have already written.

A few months ago I went through a difficult time with depression.  I don't think it was clinical depression; I just was having a hard time being happy.  That is pretty foreign to my normal self, so it upset me quite a bit.  It just seemed that no matter what I did, I couldn't shake this feeling of being sad and even more, not good enough.  I wondered if it might be that my thyroid was out of whack.  I have been on thyroid medication for several years, so I thought maybe that my medication was off.

I went for weeks thinking I would never be really happy again.  I talked to my hubby about all of these feelings and he said,  "You know, this is a choice."  I wasn't too happy about that, but thinking about it, I realized that he was right.  Again, I don't think that this was clinical depression, and I am very aware that the clinical kind is not a choice.

So, I tried to make some conscientious decisions to be happier.  But, it kind of felt like slogging through mud.  Still struggled to be happy.

Then, a couple of things happened that helped me.  And I want to write this blog to share what helped me, because I am hoping that it will help some others that are going through the same kinds of things right now.

Melanie Aird, taught a class in Relief Society.  I don't remember everything about her lesson, but I do remember something that she said, that really stuck with me, and rang so, so true.  I'm sure I won't quote her completely accurately, but basically she said that Heavenly Father would never tell us that we are not good enough.  He would say things to us that are uplifting and helpful, not things that would make us feel worse about ourselves.  He loves us completely and wants all that is best for us.  She didn't say that Satan is the Great Liar, but that is one of the things that I came away from that lesson believing.  Satan wants us to believe that we are no good.  He wants us to think that whatever we do, it won't be enough.  He wants us to believe that we will never be able to make it back to Heavenly Father, because we will never be good enough.

So, now I had some armor to put on!  I would quit listening to him...that big liar.  And for the most part, it worked.  I still had some times when he would sneak back into my thoughts, and I would struggle a little, but, I knew where those negative thoughts were coming from, so I would shake myself, and say, "No!  I am NOT going to listen to this."

Then two more things came into the picture that also helped me a lot.

McKenzie Macdonald said something in a Sunday School lesson that also struck a chord with me.  She mentioned that her voice teacher told her that when you sing, your body vibrates.  This is because your body is the instrument when you sing.  That made sense, but then I started thinking about it in a little different light.  When you sing the hymns of Zion, or the Primary children songs, then not just your body vibrates, but also your spirit.  The spirit vibrates with truth!   And when your spirit is vibrating with truths, then your spirits lift.  I don't think it is enough to just listen to that wonderful music; I think that you need to sing and vibrate those truths through your whole soul.  I love the hymns.  I am happy to sing them.  I love the Primary songs.  I am happy to sing them.  My voice is not so great anymore, but still I sing.  Usually in my car, where other people can't hear me.  Then I don't need to worry about how it sounds.

My son, Adam, mentioned today that it also works the other way.  That if you listen to music that is not uplifting, it has the opposite effect on you.  I hadn't really thought of that, because I just don't listen to that kind of music anymore.  I listen to Tab Choir most of the time.  I very rarely listen to the radio.

I know that there are good songs on the radio.  Some are lots of fun to listen to.  But, I just don't listen to it anymore.

The last thing is The Book of Mormon.

I LOVE the Book of Mormon.  I KNOW that it is true.  And I know that it has a power like no other book.  It LIFTS my spirit.  It makes everything better.  It helps me to handle hard situations better.  I made a goal this year to read in the Book of Mormon every day and really study it.  Read all the footnotes.  A Big undertaking.  But, I wasn't very good at doing it.  I didn't read every day.  And the process was long.  I enjoyed doing it when I actually did it, but I wasn't very faithful.  Then, my sister came to visit from Arizona, and she mentioned that her son's mission president gave the missionaries a challenge to read the Book of Mormon by the end of the year.  She decided that her family would join her son in this challenge.  And I decided I would like to do it with them.  So, I figured out how many pages I would need to read in a day to finish by year's end.

I have missed a couple of days since then.  I make it up the next day.  But, the most wonderful thing has been happening.  I am being filled with light.  Light that is lifting and happy and wonderful!!  Okay, so I know that reading the Book of Mormon blesses your life.  But, even knowing that, I am not that great at reading every day.  Maybe partly because I wanted to study it!  But, what I need right now, is reading it.  And I have been doing much better.  I need this light and this lift.  I don't want to ever miss a day again.

When I was the Young Women's President in Missouri, I used to tell the girls that the more good things and right things they would put into their lives, the closer they would be to Heavenly Father.  And it is true for me too.  And everyone, I believe.  Fill your mind with positive thoughts.  Let Heavenly Father fill your thoughts with His love.  He does love you!  Fill your life with amazing good music that lifts your spirits.  Fill your mind with the scriptures, especially the Book of Mormon.  My son, Adam, said that the Book of Mormon is the key to HOPE.  That reading the Book of Mormon gives us hope.  I believe this is so true!

When our minds are full of good things, it is much harder for the bad things to get in.  President Packer gave a talk once on having the stage of our mind full of good things so that the bad things cannot get on it.  He used to say to sing a hymn.  It works a mighty change in me.  I'm sure that it can in others.

I also, recently watched a video that my sister shared on Facebook.  The man was talking about how to change your attitude from pessimism to positive thinking.  He mentioned five things that are now a list stuck to my computer.
1.  Think of three things each day that you are thankful for.
2.  Keep a journal.
3.  Exercise.
4.  Meditate.
5.  Do one act of random kindness each day.
 I am not perfect in doing all these things, but I am endeavoring to be better.  I can see how these things could help in being a more positive person though.

Now, because I want to share one more thing with you, I am going to.  I listened to Music and the Spoken Word last Sunday.  I don't get that opportunity very often, but I was able to, and got another tender mercy from the Lord.  Here is the message that was so profound to me:



Spoken Word
“We Need Everyone”
We live in a society that often seems to value outgoing, adventurous personalities over others. In a variety of ways, our culture suggests that we need to be bold to be successful, talkative to be happy, even loud to be worth hearing. This message is so pervasive that those who are more introspective, private, and quiet can begin to feel ashamed of their personality traits. They may long to be the life of the party-not the one who sits in the corner, lost in thought. They might think they need to be the one with many friends-not the one who enjoys fewer but deeper relationships. The culture may lead them to think that it’s better to be the center of attention-not the one who is content to observe.
The truth is that much of this world’s most inspiring art, most important discoveries, most influential ideas, and most revolutionary inventions were the work of people who tended to be more quiet, who did not seek the spotlight.1In fact, it may be that the inclination to be quiet and deliberate and contemplative is more likely to foster such achievements than a bold, aggressive approach.
By some estimates, approximately half of us are more introverted than extroverted.2 And that feels about right. The world was not meant to consist of only one kind of person. Our lives are enriched by varieties of personalities and dispositions, likes and dislikes, strengths and weaknesses. We need thoughtful, cautious people just as much as we need daring risk-takers. We need introverts and extroverts and everything in between.
Most of us have a little of both in our natures anyway-traditional labels are too simplistic to truly define anyone. And our personality develops over time; nothing is forever fixed in place. When anyone neglects his or her talents, we all suffer. On the other hand, when everyone is encouraged to be authentic enough to develop their gifts and then selfless enough to share them, they unleash their potential, make meaningful contributions, and find contentment-and we’re all the better for it.

I hope this helps.  I really care about people in my life that have struggles.  And I know that we all have them.  Sometimes more than at other times, but we all have things that are difficult.  Hold onto the hope that comes from The Book of Mormon.  Sing hymns.  Remember that Heavenly Father loves you and would never say you are not worth it, or not good enough.  He will always give you hope.


Saturday, December 7, 2013

The Incredible Lightness of Being

I am kind of tired of Christmas shopping.  Now, don't think that I have all my shopping done.  In fact, I have not even started this year.  In years past, we have purchased some cute thing for each grandchild, and then given our children a check or gift card.  I think that they each appreciated it.
However, this year I feel like something is missing.  I have a gift that I would like to give to each of my children and grandchildren this year, but it is not something that I can give.  It is the incredible lightness of being.
Now, I have to give a little disclaimer here.  When I mentioned this phrase to my husband, he looked at me and said he had never heard of this before.  I was sure that I had heard it somewhere.  I was sure because that was how I had felt at the time that I heard it.  So, we went to the internet. And every time we typed in those words, it went automatically to the unbearable lightness of being.  Evidently, this is a book and a movie.  I have not read it or seen the movie.  So, I am not sure what either the movie or the book are about.  I just know what I felt.
One of my favorite scriptures says: "And if your eye be single to my glory, your whole bodies shall be filled with light, and there shall be no darkness in you; and that body which is filled with light comprehendeth all things."  Light.  Completely filled with light.  I have felt this a few times in my life.  It is truly incredible.  I feel like I could fly when this happens.  That if I took one springy step, that it would launch me into the sky.  This beautiful feeling comes when I am in harmony with my Father in Heaven and when I am doing the best I can to live like He would have me live.
I mentioned in my first blog that music also brings such an uplifting and happy spirit into my life.  I think that music has helped me get to this place of light more often.  And I have come to the conclusion that just listening to the wonderful music is not enough for me.  I need to sing and connect to the music and the spirit through voicing my convictions.  It compounds the breadth of the spirit and takes me, almost immediately, to that place of light.
So, this incredible lightness of being is what I wish I could give to each one of my children.  And grandchildren.  I wish that they could feel the light, and increase the light that is in their own lives.  I wish that I could, somehow, draw out every dark shadow and help them to feel this wonderful fullness of light.  Overstating a little, but it is so incredible and would be the best gift I could give them, if I were able.
One more thing I want to share on here today:
Today my niece was baptized.  My parents really wanted to attend their grandchild's baptism and I am the one that takes them most of the places that they go.  We also were expecting a big snow storm today.  If you know me, you know that I am NOT a thrill seeker and I do NOT like driving in bad weather.  So, last night and I had pretty much decided that I would not be driving my parents 90 minutes north into the storm.  I knew that they would be disappointed, but I just felt that it would not be safe, or a good idea.
At three a.m., I woke up.  And this is what was running through my mind: "...for I will go before your face.  I will be on your right hand and on your left,.....and mine angels round about you, to bear you up."  So, at 7:45 this morning, I took my parents and we braved the storm.  And there was profound peace in my heart.  Heavenly Father is so good to me.

Monday, November 18, 2013

Remember when Star Wars came out?  And the theme from the first Rocky movie?  Well, I don't exactly remember when, but it was about the time that I got my first car.  I remember listening to the radio and when either of the songs came on from these movies, I was instantly transformed into a spaceship, or a Rocky hero.  I would push on the gas, and "fly".  Wow.  It was cool.  (Now I have this thing about keeping the law....I always have, so I never "flew" over the speed limit, but it was fun to pretend to.  And I got this soaring feeling inside of me.  More due to the music than the actual speed on my car!)

I love to sing in my car. I used to have a great singing voice, but age and not enough practice have caught up to me. But, in my car, when I am all alone, I don't really care. And it's a great way for me to let it all out, or let it all go.  When I was younger, I listened to the radio and sang along with whatever artist was singing. When I got older I quit listening to the radio. I liked the silence of my car and the chance to reflect and often pray.  When I got even older than that, I started listening mostly to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir.  And that's when I started to sing again.

So all of that makes me sound ancient. I'm not really. Today is my birthday and I thought I would try something new....blogging. I don't usually share feelings in print.  I have four children and all of them have great talents with words.  They have profound and unique ways of expressing their thoughts.  My husband, too, is eloquent and is one of those people that says the right things at the right times.   I am not super great with words, but music is another thing all together.  I can share most of what I feel through music. Mostly on the piano, but alone in my car I can share my great, great love for music and for my Heavenly Father.  When I sing, I praise Him.  I love Him.  I know He lives.

Lately I have listened to, and sung to, the MoTabs primary songs album, "Teach Me to Walk in the Light". I love it!  Music that I sang in primary when I was little, and new songs that my grandchildren sing now.  It starts with "I Think the World is Glorious".  So, I sing and sing and sing and sing!  I choke up, and can hardly sing, " Mother, Tell me a Story".  I hold my palm branch high in the air while singing, "Tell me the stories of Jesus".  My heart feels like it will burst out of my chest when I sing, "I know he lives!  I will follow faithfully. My heart I give to Him. I know that my Savior loves me."  And all the others.  What a glorious album to listen to and to sing to.

Now, in case you think that is all I listen to, I also have Vocal Point (The Game Day song is great!  That flying thing again!)  and Voice Male (I'm a Hippopotamus and I've got Noodles on my Back!) (I know.  Silly.  But fun!) and The Piano Guys CD in my car.

I am so grateful for music; so grateful that it blesses my life every day. And even more grateful that I can bless others lives through it.