The other night, I had one of those anxiety dreams. It was kind of a classic — I was supposed to get up on stage in front of hundreds of people and sing a song. It was a popular song, one I kind of knew, but not really. I didn’t know all the words. I hadn’t rehearsed. And my voice? Well, let’s just say singing has never been my strong suit!
I was wracked with anxiety. What was I going to do?
And then, right before I stepped on stage, I had an idea: I could make it a sing-along.
The relief in the dream was immediate. I asked the audience to join in and their voices carried the song. Suddenly, I didn’t have to know every word or hit every note. In fact, it was so much more fun this way. The pressure lifted. The joy multiplied.
When I woke up, the message felt clear: Make it a sing-along.
Where in life am I carrying all the weight of doing things perfectly? Where am I believing it’s all on me—my knowledge, my voice, my performance? And what would happen if I let others in? If I let it be participatory? If I stopped trying to be perfect and started making it a shared experience?
It’s such a powerful question to sit with:
✨ How can you make it a sing-along?
✨ How can you unburden yourself?
✨ How can you let others participate so the joy multiplies, and the pressure isn’t only on you?
Because maybe life isn’t meant to be a solo performance. Maybe the real magic happens when we sing together.
Great story and a powerful message! Thanks