How Music Impacts, Helps Our Emotions
Music unquestionably affects our emotions. We tend to listen to music that reflects our mood. When we’re happy we may listen to upbeat music; when we’re sad we may listen to slower, moving songs; when we’re angry we may listen to darker music with heavy guitar, drums, and vocals that reflect our level of anger.
Were you ever asked to name your favorite band or performer? Were you able to rattle off the top five you listened to regularly?
We may not know why we prefer the artists we listen to, except to say that we resonate with or feel the music, or just that they write songs we like.
But we can learn a lot about our emotional selves through our musical tastes.


I’m struck, when I reflect back on my education — years in grade school, high school, college, law school — by the things I remember. From all those years of study, what do I retain? Not much. But at odd moments, a random fact or snatch of poetry or phrase will float into my mind.
At a recent doctor’s appointment, while the nurse was administering one of those enjoyable blood tests, she broke the silence between us by commenting on the background music.
A story last week caught my eye about a patient, Julie, who was surprised to discover that her psychotherapy notes became a part of her electronic health record at the hospital system that administered her care — Partners in Boston.
This guest article from
Whether they’re shaped by our society, the media or past experiences, the limiting stories we spin and the tales we tell ourselves can rule our lives and shift our focus from what’s really important. They can sap our joy and keep us asleep to life’s beautiful moments.
I recently had the pleasure of interviewing Joshua, who participated in the documentary “Living With Schizophrenia: A Call for Hope and Recovery.”
I’m in the middle of a very interesting book by Paul Adams, called
If your relationship has ended, you might be nervous about dipping your feet in the dating pool. Or you might worry that you’ll never find love again. Maybe you’ve even assumed that you’re just unlucky when it comes to love.
This guest article from
“…[He] was a twenty-five-year-old graduate of the University of Zurich Medical School who had just completed his doctoral thesis on the forebrain of reptiles, had never held formal employment as a clinician or researcher, did not enjoy treating living patients during his medical training, preferred to spend his time studying the brains of the dead, and had little formal training in psychiatry.”