Hello there, friends!
Autumn is in full swing here. Do you know how I know? The bushes in my back yard have turned a brilliant shade of red. Flaming red. They make me so happy. Oh, and you want to know what else makes me feel happy? My one living flower in the back yard. It’s a sunflower that my son planted several months ago. Bright yellow amid the wilting leaves from our garden. It’s even MORE impressive to me because we did not do anything to it besides plant it and let the automatic sprinkler do its job. This year our garden philosphy was “do whatever the heck you’re going to do, little seeds.” We got a few cherry tomatoes and a gorgeous sunflower. And I’m VERY happy with that.
This past month has been a mixed bag for me. I have had an opportunity to “practice my patience” (a phrase Levi’s kindergarten teacher used regularly last year- brilliant…) as I healed from a procedure and then turned around and got a doozy of a cold which threw me back to flat on my back for a week. Though I have missed my regular healthy self, I am coming back to the table with more than before. Isn’t that how it goes? The hard, steep learning curves we experience are not the things we usually would choose to go through, but we get to take with us the gold nuggets we find along the way. I am a better human being because of the learning that has taken place this month. Lots to be grateful for.
Because I promised to take you along on my musical journey this year, I want to update you (and hold myself accountable!). Here are a few little tidbits, and with any luck, I’ll be checking in a little more frequently in the coming weeks!
-I LOVE journals. I purchased a beautiful journal at the beginning of this school year (Mom gets to school-shop too, right?!) and I have used it to process music-related thoughts. It has been magical to sit down and start my music sessions by writing. Who knew? I have always been someone who loved to talk things out, but there ain’t anything talking back at me during the school day currently (unless you count Siri…). Journalling has allowed me a way to bounce thoughts off….myself! It probably helps that my journal greets me with “Hello, Sunshine!” every morning. I have been a typing journal writer for some time now (I print out my journal once a year and put it in a binder) but I’ve rediscovered the magic (and therapy!) writing my thoughts can be.
-Have you heard of Richie Norton? My sister and brother-in-law introduced me to the 76 day challenge he created to help us “do something stupid”- essentially work toward your big crazy dream. I started the 76 day challenge when the boys went back to school and I have LOVED it. The structure is just what my black and white brain needed to get on track, and it has really helped me settle into what I really want to accomplish and get to work. It’s funny that as an adult I still find the hardest part just sitting my bum down and getting to work. I’ve been using a timer (as he suggests) when I’m doing my “dream work” and it’s surprised me how long 15 minutes feels…I think “Seriously? Haven’t I been working on this for over a half an hour?!” Nope….apparently I’m working to extend my attention span…Seriously- here’s the link in case you want to try it too. It’s fabulous!
-I’m chasing rainbows, people! Actually what it really looks like is doing something out-of-the-box to create. For example, I decided that it sounded fun to play the flute. So I borrowed a flute from a friend and this morning, for my 1/2 hour of Joyful M.E time (I’ll have to explain later…) I played around with the flute (looked up fingerings online) and came up with a melody. Turned out I had only been playing around for 15 minutes, so I decided to hop on the piano and crank out an accompaniment. I was so delighted at how it was turning out that I pulled up my music program and input the music into my program- voila- I have sheet music for my new song….wait for it….”The Flute-y March.” The point of all this is that I’m re-learning that “In every job that must be done, there is an element of fun. FIND it, and snap! The job’s a game!” Thank you Mary Poppins. But honestly, I’ve approached this music thing WAY too seriously so many times and it just gets stressful. Today? It felt magical. With that concept, I’ve been thinking about how crazy it is that we can “hear” someone smiling while they’re singing (sometimes). Do you think you can “hear” stress? Or can you “hear” how magical someone felt creating it? Something to think about!
(Oh nuts- the sunflower decided that it had had enough today and fell to the ground. But even on the ground it’s sunny and beautiful! 🙂