I Can Lift a Car: How Walk the Moon Inspired Me to Meditate More and Keep on Trying to Make my Own Happiness

Going to a Walk the Moon concert has been on my bucket list ever since I heard their music, which was a surprise even to me. My typical music is 5b60764c313d1.imageangst-ridden pop punk, angry rock music, and the occasional musical soundtrack if I’ve seen it performed live. (And let’s face it: most musicals have their fair share of angst.) So the fact that I like this music that exudes positivity was absolutely foreign to me, but I decided not to fight it. Instead, I embraced it.

With all of that in mind, one can imagine that I was super pumped to go to their concert last year, but they ended up cancelling the rest of their tour because the lead singer’s dad was sick. While I was disappointed, I have mad respect for the lead singer, because nothing should come before those who make you a better person.

So I waited patiently until the following winter, when my mom got me tickets for my birthday.

The only catch was that I would have to drive from Omaha, NE to Minneapolis, MN for this concert. And it was February. And in February, it often snows. And it just so happened that it snowed a lot that weekend. And even though I was willing to brave the icy roads and poor visibility, my sister was not.

I spent the whole weekend sad, disappointed, and a little angry. I didn’t feel like I had a lot to be happy about at that time, so cancelling the one event I was looking forward to felt like the end of having positive experiences anytime soon. I forgot the one thing that Walk the Moon wants their fans to remember: Stay positive.

Going through that double disappointment made my experience last5b60764c7b3e3.image Monday even better.

Walk the Moon had released an album on which was the song “One Foot.” Honestly, I usually would be cynical about a song like this. How can a positive song make a difference to my eternally tortured soul? was a thought that probably went through my brain at some point. But it got me into a better headspace on those days when I could barely get out of bed. Then Walk the Moon announced a tour, and I snatched up tickets to their concert in my city.

Last Monday, despite the fact that it rained as my sister and I drove to the venue, I knew that nothing would go wrong. This experience was meant to be. Three has always been my lucky number and third time’s a charm, right? I stayed positive, and I embraced the rain. Lo and behold, it paid off.

Not only are they amazing live, Walk the Moon also has the weird ability to give you permission to let go of everything that holds you back. Even if that something is you. They literally lead you through a meditation in the


My sis and I!

middle of their concert right before convincing you that you can lift a car up (all by yourself!). I smiled, sang, and danced more than I ever have before. And I started to feel a little like my “old self,” which basically just means I let go of the anxiety, perfectionism, and sadness for once. I got to experience this all with my sister, a.k.a. my favorite person in the world, which made it even better.

The night after the concert, I couldn’t sleep because I was thinking about how much fun I had and how much I had smiled. I never smile that much, but I think I’m going to smile more now.

The meditation in the middle of the concert made me feel so positive and free from worries, not just the tentative “calm” I usually experience from meditation, so I decided to pick up the habit again. I’ve never been good at meditating or journaling regularly, but I now know that it can actually benefit me. I’m convinced that even if meditating doesn’t work every day, it will work in the long run. Even when it’s not Walk the Moon leading me in the process of getting rid of everything that makes me feel “argh,” I think I can make do. I have to make do, because living in my brain has been a horrible thing to do these past few years. It was full of negativity, harsh critiques, and hopelessness.

Well, not anymore. Now, I’m forcing the negativity down and replacing it with positivity. The harsh critiques are being crowded out by pride and promises to be my best self. The hopelessness now has to vie with its much more likeable brother hope. I still have to remind myself that it’s okay to have bad  minutes, hours, days, nights, even weeks or months. But what is not okay is wallowing in the negativity, letting myself fall down that rabbit hole of helplessness.

I just have to keep putting one foot in front of the other, and I’ll be able to lift any car that my brain and life decide to throw at me.


Pictures from: https://www.omaha.com/go/review-walk-the-moon-s-energy-turns-show-at-sumtur/article_49336aa6-76fc-5628-a43f-1cc803e2e584.html


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1 Response to I Can Lift a Car: How Walk the Moon Inspired Me to Meditate More and Keep on Trying to Make my Own Happiness

  1. Susan says:

    The last sentence really concludes the piece well. Fun picture of you and your sister and I am glad you finally got to see them live! Third time is a charm.


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