art, health, healthcare, music

Beginning: The Music Stays With Us to Our Last Days

From http://www.rockandtheology.com
On Saturday morning, I started a busy week of yoga teaching at New York Methodist Hospital. I went to the Geriatric Psychology Unit. Because it is an acute care facility, I always have a different group of patients whom I work with in a small group class. Their cognitive and physical abilities vary widely. This weekend I met a woman, Ruth, who spoke very little and though she could hear me speaking, my questions didn’t register in her mind. Their illnesses are both fascinating and heart breaking to witness. My mind can’t help but go to the thought that some day I and / or the people I know and love may find ourselves in this same situation of loss as the years tick by.

There was a piano in the room where I was teaching the class. Ruth slowly shuffled to it and played a church hymn that she probably learned as a young child. Her shaking that was prevalent throughout the yoga class completely stopped. Color came back to her cheeks and for a moment she seemed aware again as she played the hymn. I was astonished and asked Caroline, the recreational therapist, why Ruth could play the song perfectly but not answer the question, “how are you?” Caroline had a very simple answer, “Music is the very last thing to go from the mind. Cognitive abilities, math skills, and speech can be completely gone but music sticks with us until our very last days.” I had no idea.

I’m certain that there is a very sound, neurological reason for this. Perhaps musical ability is stored in an area of the brain that is not affected by the loss of cognitive ability from aging. The writer and philosopher in me finds this notion to retaining music as a beautiful, powerful justification for making creativity and the arts a very necessary part of our lives at every age. When everything else falls away, and I mean everything, we can take comfort that music will become our final voice to the world.

7 thoughts on “Beginning: The Music Stays With Us to Our Last Days”

  1. In the last days of my father being able to communicate what he wanted, he simply said “Turn on Eric Clapton”. For days the CD played without rest and even as he was unable to speak he would smile at his favorite songs and tap his fingers. I love hearing the song My Father’s Eyes.

    I have found that music has been a key to connection, as well as freedom to dance, sing and even relax.

    So glad you were able to witness your student connect with music is such a life refreshing way.

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    1. Hi Lyndi! Thank you so much for sharing your dad’s beautiful story. How amazing – you should let Eric Clapton know, too. I’m sure he would be so happy to hear that your dad found so much comfort in his music.

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      1. I should write Eric Clapton. 🙂

        Thanks. I love sharing how music can bring people together. It is those moments that someone shy gets up and starts to dance to their favorite beat. Or waking intro a grocery store and singing along to a familiar song. I think music wakes us up and calls for us to connect with one another. Build community, play with instruments and move our bodies. 😉

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    2. I totally agree Lyndi! Music does wake us up, even when we didn’t even know we were sleep walking through life. Makes me even more concerned that music is being cut from public schools. It’s such an integral part of our culture and clearly has therapeutic, life-long benefits.

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  2. That is a beautiful story! What would happen, I wonder, if you paired music with yoga for such patients – would it reach into that part of the mind and attend to some healing?

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