In my recorder ensemble this term, we are playing “Ave Regina Coelorum”, a piece by Isabella Leonarda. Her music is some of the oldest known compositions written by a woman. It’s rich and layered, and when played with soprano, alto, tenor and bass recorders, sounds like a choir or an organ. Outside of rehearsals, I’ve been listening to choral arrangements for context on how my part fits into the whole, and it’s gotten me thinking about choral music in general, and why I and so many others are drawn to it, even if we aren’t particularly religious.
My friend Nina and I attended a unitarian church service last summer. It was the same church Nina had grown up attending, and they wanted to see what it was like as an adult. I’ve been searching for a church-ish experience where I can feel like part of an intentional community without a lot of the god stuff: a sort of humanist, nondogmatic atheism based on critical thought, community activism, and kindness and generosity in all things. Even better if I could sing in a choir.
After the service and several rounds of singing, Nina said something like: “I don’t know what it is about that kind of music, it just gets me every time I hear it.”
I agreed. Even with all my ambivalence about institutionalized religion, the singing is still just incredible. I used to feel confused about that: why did I love the act of singing religious music in a group but feel so disconnected from religion itself?
This may not be a revelation for most, but it was for me. When I stopped feeling weird about it, I realized it was the human voice I loved. The sacred is in the sound of voices, trained or otherwise. The rising and falling of voices in a place that is spiritual to so many, and has been for centuries before, will always give me a slightly choked-up feeling.
Same with my “Ave Regina.” If I stop to consider it, it’s staggering to be playing music over a thousand years old. Most amazingly, it is still vital with life, and it will outlive us all.
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Truly, music is a universal language; and it often speaks to us as nothing else does…
Hello, I just realized lately I had not “seen” you on Facebook for awhile and wondered how you are! So I looked for your blog and found it. Got caught up somewhat by reading a few posts, and now I found your delightful gift of this music! Thanks! And I’m GLAD you got to go to Hawaii! (Presumably, it happened). I hope all is as well as it can be with you otherwise. I’m saying hi so I won’t just be lurking without you knowing. But also to say I still feel like a richer person for having known you, as has always been the case. And I will assume from what I read above that you must have finished your masters degree. I believe you are working in tech if I got that straight. All good things! And you still do or did pole dancing, which is also awesome. And that Kiva is still a great companion for you. Well, this is a long enough comment, I would say. But yes, music is magic and humanity combined with music is sacred, yes. Or so I think!