The song

If you are a regular reader if my blog chances are you might recall the first post.  It outlined 5 year long goals for me to accomplish, one of which was composing a song that's been floating around in my head.

I started the song in January.  It sucked.  I didn't like it.  It was 17 measures of crap.  I never really gave it much more attention.

During the summer months on several occasions I just sat at the church piano and played bits of a melody or developed a chord structure.  I never put any of that on paper.  

I'm not sure why, but about two weeks ago, I started writing this song.  It's possible that the act of composing the song is helping me deal with the stress elements of my life.
I'm not a composer.  I'm a decent conductor, I'm a good teacher, but composing was never my forte.  I haven't written anything original since theory class in college.

But I love my song.  It floats and soars, it's pretty to hear and yet I've tried to remind myself of proper structure and form.  I'm recalling terms I haven't used since college and attempting to make this not just a pretty piece of music but an actual quality musical adventure.

There's some beautiful interplay between the instruments.  Some call and response sections, development of the opening melodies, I could go on and on.

I'm about 46 measures into the song.  I'm not sure how many there will be when all is said and done.  I feel as if I'm only half way through.

What I can't believe is the joy I get from doing this.  My step feels light after I have worked on a few measures.  Art is such an expression of one 's soul and perhaps that's what I'm doing.  Expressing my journey on a deeper level than I would ever be able to express with words.

Today's advice:  get creative!  Color, draw, paint, sculpt, play an instrument, sing, dance, cook, write poetry, build a new structure (I'm thinking here of the way my niece and nephew turn Legos into amazing structures).  Just express yourself, create something new.


May God bless you on your journey.

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