I sing because it makes me happy. I sing because it makes me well. I sing because I want to but most of all, I sing because it brings me joy!
I have been singing since I was a wee girl growing up is a family home filled with many and varied forms of music. My Dad played the church organ, my brother played in a rock band and my other brother played in a brass band. My dear Mum and I just sang along to whatever music was playing in which ever room we were in at the time.
Different phases of my life have been represented by different genres of music. Singing choruses along with all the hand actions in Sunday school was pure joy. Climb, Climb up Sunshine Mountain was a real favourite. The Beatles were a huge part of my early teens and it is with great joy that I am now singing A Hard Day’s Night in my With One Voice Geelong choir over fifty years later. The joy may be different, but it is indeed joy.
During my studying and working years, I used the joy of song more as a tool to relieve stress and worry. There is nothing better than cranking up the volume and singing at the top of your voice in the car, in the shower or where ever.
Now that I am retired, I find great joy in singing in my garden. I am blessed to live on two acres in the country so I can sing along to my music without disturbing the neighbours. I don’t think that they would derive the same level of joy that I do from my singing!