I hope you don’t think I’m a fruitcake, but I’m listening to Gregorian Chant on Pandora (the irony isn’t lost on me) as we speak.
There is something so simplistic, yet something so powerful about this antiquated music form. It’s deeply soothing, deeply spiritual and deeply grounding even though it’s orchestrated without any accompanying music whatsoever. It takes any anxiety or tightness and melts it away. The resonant, meditative quality leaves you feeling like you have an innate sense of well being and purity.
The music brings me back to the safety and incense of the Catholic church I grew up in, the wooden pews, the skyward ceilings and the melancholy yet artful stained glass windows; a constant in my life.