This place, this people, this night. My 50th birthday stands out as one of the best. We ate and drank and played all night long. It's also one of the last times. My arm started to hurt about a month later, and my hand started to rebel soon after. I had to quit performing. If I could play again I think I could cope with everything else.
It was a beautiful fabulous night, and I am so glad I got to be a part of it.
ReplyDeletehow about messing with music on the computer? I'm trying to figure out Tracktion4 recording software right now. But you can cut up music and put it together in different ways, and just be using your keyboard or mouse... maybe you'd like that? at least it's a musical outlet :)
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ReplyDeleteAll I know is that when my right diaphragm quit, I quit singing for about 5 years. When I tried again, what was left of my voice defined the singer I became. And I am a better singer for it. Not a better quality singer, but better able to connect… something I was incapable of before.
I’m not taking just about spirit. I’m taking about the body and its capacity… its tenacity for life… and the need for your body to have a tactile grounding for comfort.
Its like this. I swim in the ocean, and its buoyancy is a wonderful comfort on those warm summer evenings as the sound dips below the peaks. But the ocean is also deadly, and when I am threatened by the very things that comforted me before, I need to grab onto a rock or at least feel my feet on the ocean floor.
So my question to you is this: what tactile comfort does your body crave as the comfort dissipates and fear enters? What things in your house, in your world, do you long for in your hand that actually ground you?
Blessings on you Kimberly
-roderick
That's a really good question. I'll have to think about that
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