I have been blessed by the careful, capable, medical care of several doctors and countless nurses over the past few months as I have been treated for Melanoma.
Good medicine, marvelous care and the faithful prayers of friends and family have brought me along my way to hope and improved health.
The Mayo Clinic in Rochester Minnesota has played a major role in my diagnosis and treatment. Mayo is built on principles which promote healing through good medicine and an organization which runs with machine-like precision.
In addition to the medical expertise and excellence of staff at Mayo, there is another component which contributed to my healing, my attitude and my spirit.
I’ll just refer to it as the Mayo Piano.
There is a grand piano in the main atrium of the Gonda Building which almost constantly is issuing forth music for those who pass the corridors and relax in the comfortable chairs found there. In the many times I passed through the area, there was almost always someone sitting and playing beautiful music. Sometimes the pianist would be joined by a vocalist or two.
I observed those playing the piano to be a pretty diverse group. On one occasion a formally dressed woman played a classical piece. On another occasion, a young woman high school age, played a new-age melody. A man with a ball hat and tennis shoes played a show tune or two. All played well, making it impossible to resist a pause to listen a bit.
In these moments I began to notice the effect on my spirit.
The music enveloped me, penetrated me and radiated
to the core of my soul.
Now I’ll have to concede, I love music. I have very eclectic musical tastes so I derived enjoyment from all the genres of the music I heard while walking by the Mayo piano. I’m confident that some might not derive the same benefits.
For me, the music was not only a matter of hearing…..it was a matter of healing.
I was reminded that:
Cancer does not have the power to steal beauty.
Cancer cannot dampen the reverberation of harmony and melody coming from pianos or human vocal cords.
This music wasn’t just any music…..it was live music. LIVE Music. A living experience. I’m alive. It’s alive.
Music offers….not so much escape…… as it offers embrace. Disease seeks to marginalize while music is inclusive and inviting to all.
So…….in addition to the great host of medical specialists, to which I am indebted, I likewise, pay tribute to those who dole out help, hope and healing by the music they share.
* For an interesting study on the benefits of music and healing see this link.