The Radio in My Head- Tuning Into The Other Side
I can’t focus if there is music playing while I am working at my desk. The music distracts me and manipulates my mood, ultimately having a different effect on what I was writing or working on at my keyboard. Music puts me into a mindset that is time oriented and depending upon the era and/or kind of music playing around me, I will adopt memories and feelings from it. So, where some people find inspiration for the future, I find myself time traveling to thoughts that can lead to a melancholy mood, or even a sour one. It doesn’t help my creative process as it does others. That is, until I figure out what it means. And for me, everything has a deeper meaning; everything has a message.
Writing is meditative for me and I respect it enough to keep the music off. But just because there is no sound to be heard in the room, inside my head is an entirely different story! There is always a song in my head. It’s like my brain comes equipped with a radio that tunes into specific songs that have me time travelling as a way to intuitively respond to what I hear. My mood dictates the tune in my head, rather than the tune I hear dictating my mood.
Further complicating this is the fact that some of the music is not generational to me. It can be from any time period in history. Except for the future. I have rarely heard actual songs that I might apply to the future. The most I have heard when tuning into the future has always been met with a choir of angels. Seriously, I will hear a choir of angels, which reveals to me that the future is unknown but we are all destined to eventually go to the light, so to speak. For me, the sound of angels/choir embodies that sound.
I have learned to enjoy the radio in my head, as I eventually realized that inside of each tune was a message from the other side. Whether from a spirit, guide or loved one, they were asking me to pay attention and be alert to the music. It’s there for a reason and that reason is always to help myself and/or others. However, decoding the “message” is no easy task, and oftentimes, I reach out to family and friends to ascertain their opinion.
I have journals of these songs and, ultimately, the “messages” were all eventually confirmed. My radio never tunes into the entire song, but snippets of whatever verse or chorus I am hearing. It will pick up a particular portion of a song and I investigate by looking up the lyrics and playing the song I’m hearing while I search for the meaning. There are times when the lyrics and music are not part of the puzzle, but the name of the song and/or the person who wrote it or sang it is the clue.
And just as I am writing this, an example presented itself on my computer! I have a list of song journals in my Dropbox. As some people who follow me might know, this summer I lost my beloved Maltipoo, Gidget, after 14 years with me. I am devastated, and grieving heavily. As a medium, I have come to learn that grief knows no division between people and pets, and that there are different degrees to how we feel that emotion when we lose a part of our family, fur or not. But we always feel.
As you can see from the screenshot, I typed the word “songs” and then hit enter. Out of everything that could have come up, it was the album cover of the song Gidget from the 1960s movie. The only way that could otherwise come up is if I purposely typed the name of the song. I did not! I listened as the radio in my head played it and I smiled, comforted as I thought of my little Gidget. The lyrics were about love and how special she was. And…yes, she is still here. I am grateful for yet another sign that the loved ones we have lost are only a vibration away. God bless
