Okay. Time for me to own up. Over the years, I have written a number of pieces on the didgeridoo. My most recent post on the topic dealt with sound healing.
A year ago, I wrote about my experience playing my didge at a drum circle that was led by Mickey Hart, legendary drummer with the Grateful Dead.
Basically, if I don't have at least one didgeridoo on my person when I leave the house, I have no business being outside.
The mental health connection is obvious: music is healing, It engages the entire brain, reduces stress, promotes good mood, and enlists the body's biology in building a healthier you. Playing an instrument is good physical exercise. It can be a form of meditation, a calling card to making social connections, or just plain fun.
Playing the didgeridoo has some added bonuses: the various breathing techniques have a way of oxygenating every cell in the body. Like yoga breathing, the breath can be deployed as an energizer or a relaxant. Also like yoga, a session on didge can settle the brain into a deep meditative state.
I know. You've heard it all. But what you haven't heard is me actually playing my didge. Early this week, I ventured out of the house to perform at a mental health event, The Expressive Arts in Recovery. It was a talent show put on by DBSA San Diego and NAMI San Diego.
The beauty of performing at these kind of events is having a supportive and appreciative audience. Positive feedback - yet one more mental health bonus.
Enough talking. Here I am, at long last, live, on stage ...