Category: music is my therapy
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and now we live in all the songs we’ve sung. . .
Happy Valentine’s Day, y’all! (I’m sorry I’ve been MIA for a few weeks. I’ve been dealing with a gnarly post-fall CRPS flare – but I’m fighting back up. This one has just taken a minute.) I’m so glad to be back, and – as I usually think in songs and a good playlist is one […]
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practicing resurrection.
Laughter is immeasurable. Be joyful though you have considered all the facts. . . Practice resurrection. – Wendell Berry This favorite quote from Wendell Berry actually came to my mind on Sunday afternoon while I was virtually attending the memorial service for my precious, hilariously funny, full of life friend Jamie. Even through my tears, […]
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music is medicine.
Music is my love language. I was trained in voice and piano for years when I was young. I love all things musical theater, symphony, opera. I think in song lyrics. . . Needless to say, with the grief and upheaval that we’ve been experiencing in the past days, I’ve been seeking solace amidst my […]
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beethoven never heard the 9th. . .
I realize it’s common knowledge that Beethoven had lost his hearing and still continued to compose his greatest works until the end of his life. However, as I’m taking a wonderful music history class this summer, I was doing a concert assignment through the night and early this morning and that awareness struck me in […]
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the last (wo)man standing.
Gonna choose sunlight Gonna drink wine Bound to win a few fights, before my time Gonna make love now Ain’t the future bright Gonna be the last man standing tonight. . . Gonna make a difference Gonna speak my mind Even when my nerve fails Even in the dark times Gonna count the blessings Celebrate […]
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rich and me and aidan and bailey.
Today I’m going to tell a part of my story that I’ve never written before – and I don’t know why. It changed so much of my life – and I’ve needed to share it for so long – but I was never able to. Until now. I’m telling it today of all days because […]
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music is medicine.
As I wrote in my most recent post – last week – things have been sickly for me lately. Sometimes it just happens that way. This week, we also have a hurricane rapidly approaching my state as well – so my joints definitely won’t be springing into action just yet. However, I’ve been working on […]
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thanks for spending the evening with me, bruce (you know better than anybody that music is the best therapy)
The screen door slams, Mary’s dress waves Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey, that’s me and I want you only Don’t turn me home again, I just can’t face myself alone again Don’t run back inside, darling, you know just what I’m […]