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Begin Doing What You Want to Do Now

Begin doing what you want to do now. We are not living in eternity. We have only this moment, sparking like a star in our hand-and melting like a snowflake… ~Sir Francis Bacon

I’m reading ‘The Vintage Years: Finding Your Inner Artist (Writer, Musician, Visual Artist) After Sixty’ by Francine Toder, PhD

Apparently when the author was well into her 60s she began to play the cello. In her book she tells the story of an 89-year-old woman who took part in Francine’s research project. In return for her participation this woman was given free cello lessons. Seems she took to playing cello and thoroughly enjoyed the experience.

I have been listening to fiddle music for years. Recently I started asking fiddlers how they began to play, what its like for them to jam with a group of other musicians, and what their advice is on getting started as a fiddler.

Just before Christmas I looked for a used fiddle at the local thrift store but no luck. Then, my daughter surprised me with a used fiddle for my birthday!

I’m all Swing, so playing the fiddle seems like a natural for me. I have played the piano and guitar a bit over the course of my life, even taken some lessons and played a couple of pieces in recital. Fiddle just seems like so much fun!

I talked to a few fiddle instructors locally. One of them said to me after listening to me talk about my long-standing desire to play the fiddle,

Mary Alice, I would just pick up the fiddle and play. Don’t worry about lessons for now. With your playful nature the best approach is for you to fiddle around. Later on you might want to take a lesson but for now just get the feel of the instrument, and play!


Whether its writing, fiddling, painting or any other form of play and creativity:

Begin Doing What You Want to Do Now

 

The Child Within My Heart: I Did It!

Can the child within my heart rise above and feel at home with herself?

It took a while for me to rise to the occasion. I sent an email to a musician who I have collaborated with during ‘archival memoir project‘ performances and recordings.

Ken, would you like to explore a possible collaboration?

I did it! [I love when kids say that!]

I reached out, asked for help, and it turns out Ken is enthusiastic about the idea as well…he’s in!

Joy!

We are now planning to record songs ┬áthat I have been creating while taking my daily walks and playing in my studio. I’ve recorded some of the melodies and lyrics on a small tape recorder. Other lyrics are saved as notes in my journals. There are many more melodies and lyrics that keep popping out. Plus+ I would like to add bits of where I play on keyboard, guitar, and fiddle *as I learn. Ken is versed as a string and keyboard musician and plays with a number of improvisational groups. I can’t wait to see what the combination of Ken’s musicality + Mary Alice’s playing will sound like!

As Ken and I talked by phone a recognition came over me that he understands that my collection of melodies and lyrics [both recorded on tape and stored in my body] are additional chapters of the postpartum of my story and will be included in my ongoing archival memoir project.

Sounding Bowls

A place that is natural

Last night I was playing with sounding bowls at our local healer’s circle gathering. The throat chakra bowl seemed to play even more vibrantly when I sang. As I chanted and sang a word came to me

authentic

The last sounding bowl I played was the solar plexus bowl. It sounded a bit off to me and I really didn’t want to play it. What I resist, insists…

so I started to play and realized that this bowl represents my Shadow and my resistance. It’s the bowl I need to play first before I play the throat chakra bowl or the root bowl…both of these bowls sang for and with me.

Similarly, I’m moving past my resistance to sharing the melodies and words that I have stored for so long. Moving ahead and sharing my stories with others. Stepping up and giving it up!

singing, writing, painting, fiddling around….

I’d love to hear what you have stored away in your drawers, computer files, cupboards. What do you resist sharing?

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