New Beginnings

I'm going to start blogging again. It will be entirely selfish. I find that writing helps me focus my thoughts. It's also like placing a stamp of approval on my memories and experiences in life. I guess, in a way, it is also showing a bit of gratitude to the Lord for allowing me to live such a life.

Today I want to mention an insight I found in music. I love music. As I study in the library at BYU, my favorite thing to do is pop on some Pandora playlist and get to work. My default playlist has always been country. When I'm feeling edgy, I'll switch things up by going to alternative rock, and when I really want to get down to business, I pop on some oldies. I generally try to stay away from today's hit music. It is too cluttered with filth that does no mind good.

A couple weeks ago, I remember being in the library all day long and had a bad headache. Music wasn't helping me unwind, so I turned it off. The silence was really starting to get to me, so I frantically searched for some form of music that wouldn't drive me up the wall. Before too long I found myself on Paul Cardall's station. It was amazing. It was so peaceful and quiet. Some songs are hymns, some are classical favorites from monumentus films, and some are just darn beautiful. It is the perfect music for homework.

Here is an image of Paul Cardall I found on the web.

Today has been a full day of Paul Cardall, and I must say, I feel so replenished. My mind isn't constantly zipping back and forth between emotions (as country songs often instigate). My mind actually feels like it's on a sail boat, drifting through the subtle sea. I can sea 3 or 4 seagulls in the distance. There are a few clouds in the sky, but they are so faint, that they are hardly worth recognizing. I guess this is what my Mission President intended for us when he told us to stay away from the world's music. I have to admit he was right. Good music is important to a happy life.

-Clint