Being on Twitter usually makes me angry. Today it made me cry with joy:
Watch her face as the music takes hold. For a few, precious moments, she’s young again and doing what she loves most in the world. This is the power of music.
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-hugs- yes, yes it is. I’d read that music had great therapeutic effects, sometimes even giving patients back their ability to speak, but seeing it… I keep re-watching the video and smiling.
Yes. If I ever start to lose my marbles I’m going to request a music implant that would allow me to listen to all the wonderful music in the world without having to remember how to press buttons.
I actually watched this video on the 10th of November, about four days ago. The video also moved me to tears because my late mother also had a great fondness for Swan Lake and other ballet music by Tchaikovsky. At the age of sixteen in 1947, she was the very student in her school chosen for the lead role to perform as the Swan🦢Princess in a drama similar to Tchaikovsky’s Ballet “Swan Lake”, to be a part of the fete to fund the school. She later repeated the same performance at the high school attended by my late father, who was standing guard as a member of the St John ambulance team of the school, where he first laid eyes on her. Their marriage took place 14 years later, during which no other suitors were ever successful in courting my late mother and catching her heart.
The following was played and recorded in real-time on an organ by me as a tribute to my late mother.
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November 16th, 2020 at 8:55 am
Oh wow. That was totally amazing. I gasped out loud and then got all teary. Wow. Thanks for sharing such an amazing find.
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November 16th, 2020 at 9:06 am
-hugs- very welcome, Diana. That lady and her carer made my day and I’m still smiling.
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November 15th, 2020 at 3:46 pm
Some things we CAN’T forget, and sometimes it’s a wonderful thing. 🙂
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November 15th, 2020 at 7:47 pm
Yes. 🙂 I hope I have something wonderful like that to remember when I get to be that age.
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November 14th, 2020 at 4:56 pm
That gave me goosebumps, Meeks. Thank you.
And thank you to Sound Eagle for the beautiful story. Music is powerful.
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November 14th, 2020 at 7:45 pm
-hugs- yes, yes it is. I’d read that music had great therapeutic effects, sometimes even giving patients back their ability to speak, but seeing it… I keep re-watching the video and smiling.
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November 14th, 2020 at 11:48 am
It’s beautiful. The stories in our life live on
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November 14th, 2020 at 7:48 pm
Yes. If I ever start to lose my marbles I’m going to request a music implant that would allow me to listen to all the wonderful music in the world without having to remember how to press buttons.
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November 14th, 2020 at 8:00 pm
Ditto.
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November 14th, 2020 at 10:55 am
Dear Meeka,
I actually watched this video on the 10th of November, about four days ago. The video also moved me to tears because my late mother also had a great fondness for Swan Lake and other ballet music by Tchaikovsky. At the age of sixteen in 1947, she was the very student in her school chosen for the lead role to perform as the Swan🦢Princess in a drama similar to Tchaikovsky’s Ballet “Swan Lake”, to be a part of the fete to fund the school. She later repeated the same performance at the high school attended by my late father, who was standing guard as a member of the St John ambulance team of the school, where he first laid eyes on her. Their marriage took place 14 years later, during which no other suitors were ever successful in courting my late mother and catching her heart.
The following was played and recorded in real-time on an organ by me as a tribute to my late mother.
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November 14th, 2020 at 7:50 pm
What a beautiful story! Thank you for sharing it. -hugs-
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November 14th, 2020 at 7:55 pm
You are very welcome, Meeka. Do visit my blog when you have time. ❤
Happy November to you!
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November 15th, 2020 at 7:21 am
Happy November to you too! 🙂
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