This morning as I was out walking my dog at 6am I heard a bird giving its morning wake-up call in a tree in front of my neighbours open window. At first I thought about how annoyed I would be if I were that person trying to sleep and being awoken by a noisy bird (for I have been that person!). My next thought though was the complete opposite: “What,” I imagined, “if that person specifically left their window open so that they could be woken up to the sound of birds singing?”. Even though it is not my ideal way to be awoken from slumber (the smell of coffee brewing would do it for me, if anyone is taking notes) it does not mean that someone else does not enjoy what I might consider to be bothersome. What if we changed our thinking to view the ‘noisy birds’ in our lives as beautiful music to our ears?