Life doesn’t need to be a movie to have a soundtrack. Each person’s life already has a soundtrack. It’s every song and melody that each of us hears. It’s the lullaby sung by your mother to you as a baby. It’s the birds and the crickets and the lizards in the backgrounds. The cocks that crow, the dogs that bark and the clopping of the horses’ hooves.

Thunder, rainfall, the wind rustling through the trees or howling the herald a storm. Motorcycles revving, car horns blaring, jet engines whining and bicycle bells ringing. There’s so much to hear around us.

Then, of course, there’s the music that we hear. Piped in elevator muzak. Christmas carols at the malls. The arena tunes at a football match or basketball game. Our national anthems played at events. The music that accompanies whatever worship you choose to observe.

Finally, there’s the music that we choose to listen to. What’s in your iPod, smartphone and CD collection. The songs of your childhood; the soundscape that you built to accompany your everyday life. Each of us is different. The contents of two iPods are as unique as fingerprints or snowflakes. Many of us will have songs in common. None of us will be exactly alike. Our lives’ soundtracks are personal. Getting to know someone well is to become familiar with that person’s soundtrack. Sometimes, that does include silence.

Celebrate your own melody, dance (or not) to your own beat.

So as to preserve the spirit of the prompt (which is essentially a “what’s on your iPod” question) here’s something that will always be on my iPod, and has been with me for many years: Vivaldi’s Le Quattro Stagioni – The Four Seasons.


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