When the alarm rings, Laura groans and hits the snooze button. She feels dead on her feet before she is even on them. As she eases out of bed, she is aware of her stiff back, sore hips, and tight neck and shoulders. She shuffles to the bathroom and, looking in the mirror, notices that her puffy eyes don’t look as clear as they once did. Her hair and skin have become dull. She heads to the kitchen for her breakfast, usually some combination of caffeine, carbs and sugar (or maybe nothing at all). As she eats her breakfast, she is assaulted with the daily TV or newspaper report of the latest tragedy or celebrity or political infight. And then the daily scramble begins in earnest.
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Growing up white in Apartheid South Africa in the 50's and 60's, my exposure to African culture was through my maid and I was lucky enough to be introduced to the beautiful music and rhythms which are integral to African culture. Music was blaring from her radio all day and this instilled in me a love for the rhythm and beats of African music. I became an avid lover of music, in particular world music, and music and rhythm became an essential part of my life. But it was only in the last 10 years, after I had already been practicing medicine for 20 years, that I realized the importance of rhythm to health.