Hymn To the sea

Hi, I wanted to stop in, and be for a minute. 

 We've got three days of various concerts, all in a row, and mostly, my sister and I just want to be in Nature. Sit in the sun.

Maybe sit by the warm stove, drink some tea, make some warm home and heart food, and just be.

So I guess our music will have be our nature, as best we can.

And the people will be trees.

And the seats mountains. 

And the stage lights will be stars.

And the songs will be birds.

And the eyes watching, heart, and soul, sunlight, perhaps.

And hopefully there is something more than just sounds. Maybe we'll remember we're just singing to ourselves, singing with ourselves. Remembering something.

Singing to the oneness. Glory to God. Peace on earth. God in us, God with us. 

Remember.

Remember home. 

Mostly, as I pause, I realize, that doing music together, performing, started off mostly with me and Bessie at the Care center. Singing and making music with old people. After high-school, I was afraid to make much music. Scared of my voice.

Yet, Bessie included me, and encouraged me. And ever since, we've been singing together. And it's taught me a lot. Working as a team, and trying our best to say yes, through challenges, as we manifest very uniquely---and bring that yes, that love wherever we go. The spirit of love, and that third thing, that can come, when you allow. And love. 

I realize that mostly, we are all a bit afraid to make music. And the best thing about performing, anywhere, is the sense of yes, and unfolding and growing, and expanding, and sharing, and allowing yourself, and others. And it can be scary. And sometimes hard. 

Sometimes. Beautiful.

Yet, with all the adventures we've had, all we've seen a lot, how performing brings out the best and worst in people, under pressure---the beautiful bits that happen when we pull together, my sister and I, and choirs, and casts of play members, there sometimes is a remembrance, that were are all just here, singing. Helping each other remember, a truth, that can only really be felt with the heart.

The unity beyond the form. 

Last year, when our Christmas Concert started, a lady accidentally tipped over her Diet soda and ice chunks, and soda were everywhere on stage. So we had to postpone our start, and clean it up. Then she stood up again, and her soda was on her robe, and it tipped over again.

Ice skating on stage.

And it was a very telling thing to see some of the choir members kindness, and also meanness come out. 

She started crying, and Bess and I tried to comfort her, as we cleaned it up. 

The beautiful thing that happened was, later, she told us she thought her friend who had just passed away, had caused it to happen, as she was always tipping her soda, as she was taking her to the hospital. 

Later after the concert, Bess and I got a nameless package in the  mail, with a beautiful note,with two amber bracelets. We believe they came from our choir members family, who had seen the whole thing happening before the concert. And that kind note, really gave me hope, and courage, and comfort when I needed it most.

And that was the best thing about last years Concert. 

A kind note, a spilled soda, seeing who was able to love, and keep their heart singing. 

Love.

I know I haven't been sharing Christmas songs---Technically. But I'm sharing songs that make me feel something. And this soundtrack here, is one I have often listened to and felt my heart. 

It's so beautiful, so soothing. I love the sound of nature. And love the sound of water. And just wordless sounds the voice can make. 

I hope you have a beautiful week.