Cause it makes me happy...

PMA

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A favorite view on my run

Hello friends!

Today I wanted to spend time writing music, but for some reason I was in a real “blah” type funk.  Nothing in particular was going badly, I just couldn’t get myself motivated to write.  So I decided to go on a run.  Best idea I’ve had all day.  The fresh air felt wonderful, and the snow had melted off my little trail that I like to run on (there’s a hill that I run up first that gives me a great burst of “I got this” right off the bat!).  Don’t get any big ideas- I’m not training for a marathon or anything- I go about a mile.  But it is just right for me.

Anyway- as I was running, I saw a man in his 60’s on a bike, and I saw that he rode into a driveway (presumably his driveway) that I was just about to run past.  He wasn’t facing me when I looked over to say hello, so I kept running and assumed he would rather not interact.  It took me by surprise when a moment later he called out,

“How’s your PMA?”

I turned to look at him (still running) with a confused look on my face.

“I don’t know what that means!” I called back, amused.  (I think initially I thought he was going to say PMS and I was about to be really confused why a stranger would yell that out).

“Positive Mental Attitude!!” he explained with a smile.

Duh- I could have figured that one out.

“Oh!  Great!” I yelled over my shoulder and gave him a thumbs up.

I don’t remember his reply, but I smiled as I ran on.  First of all, what an awesome human being.  It makes me want to go calling out “How’s your PMA?” to the next few strangers I pass :).

But besides that, it got me in a totally different frame of mind.  PMA can do that, you know.  And a run.  So, stranger, how’s your PMA?

Cause it makes me happy...

Monday Musings

Friends, it’s been a while!  Outside it’s sunny and white (we enjoy 4 seasons up here!) and it’s been a great day so far.

I’m in the middle of several projects but don’t have a lot of finished pieces to post just yet.  Instead today I thought I’d share 3 things about me.

1- I LOVE nutella.  I eat it by the spoonful, with a banana, on bread (my favorite!) or on icecream.  I think it’s more than the flavor that gets me- it’s a very nostalgic treat.  Before you could even buy it in the United States, my cousins who lived in Europe sent it to our family for Christmas.  I can remember eating nutella on bread with my little brother in the kitchen and it brings back fond memories.

2- I am taking voice lessons!  I have quite a bit of experience with singing, including voice lessons in college, but there are some technique issues that have always haunted me and I knew once all my kids were in school that I wanted to work on my voice again.  Mostly I wanted to have a healthy voice that wouldn’t go hoarse after singing for 5 minutes (aka figure out how to do it right!).  I’m really enjoying learning and am making a lot of progress!

3- I have recently shifted my focus from primarily song-writing to doing some orchestrating work.  (That basically means writing for orchestra instruments – so several different instruments on a particular work rather than just piano or piano and voice.)  I have enjoyed some sample lessons from Berklee Online and instructional podcasts and articles from artofcomposing.com which have been an essential part of teaching myself how to do these new skills!  It’s been a fun adventure so far!

Cause it makes me happy...

Inspiring!

Have you heard of Cheri Call?  I’d say she was one of the top 5 song-writers that inspired me when I first started writing music.  I told people I wanted to be somewhere between Cheri Call and Josh Groban.  Figure that one out! 🙂  One of my favorite songs that Cheri wrote was called “No” and as far as I can tell, there are only pirated copies that are accessible over the internet.  So I’ll share the lyrics with you and you can go seek out her CD if you’re interested!  I LOVE it when a songwriter uses a phrase to mean one thing,  (like “He says No”) and then because of the journey you go on as the song progresses, the song-writer actually presents the same phrase and it means something totally different toward the end of the song.  Gives me goosebumps!  Here’s the lyrics to “No”:

A little boy at the end of a day knelt by his bed to say a prayer
And Father up in Heaven heard the prayer he prayed
And listened to each word with greatest care
The boy said,
“Please bless that tomorrow I won’t have to take a bath,
And bless that they will cancel school for snow.”
And God had the power to protect him and never let him grow
But He said, “No.”

A young man was holding tightly to the hand of a girl who had to say
goodbye
And as she walked away he had to whisper a prayer
As he fought every tear that filled his eyes
He whispered,
“Please can you make her turn around and change her mind?
It’s the deepest hurt that I have ever known.”
And God had the power to protect him and never let him grow
But He said, “No.”

And there are yeses that our father can hardly wait to give
And they are packed in every crevice of the lives we live
Sometimes God will pour down miracles and amazing twists of fate
And other times He chooses just to whisper, “Wait.”

How many times have I prayed for blue skies
So no one has to cancel the game
And I feel so abandoned when the sky gets dark
Never knowing all the ones who prayed for rain
And usually the story’s even trickier than this
With solutions that only God could know
But if you ask Him if He’s ever overlooked you
Or ceased to love you so
He’ll say, “No.”