Gratitude 84
Standing in the rain today, I feel a great sense of comfort. I feel God close by me in the raindrops falling around me. I don't know what it is about the rain that makes me feel this way, but its timing is beautiful...just when I need it. The drama is still there, the to-do list is only slowly being crossed off, my eyes droop with tiredness, I still want a holiday, and my beloved tuning fork is probably forever gone. Yet, I can stop and simply breathe. The rain shall wash away my troubles and remind me of the blessings I have. I will survive and let God guide my heart. :)
Adding to this gratitude, my voice lesson yesterday was more like a therapy session for myself, Lynn, and I guess Chad, too. It's been rough for us all lately, especially the past week or so. We shared some gripes, counted the blessings (because it could ALWAYS be worse), sang a little, goofed off, played around with some new music possibilities, shared opera anecdotes, and for a few moments of the day, distracted our minds from the troubles awaiting outside the studio door. Chad just sat on the sofa the whole time. haha! I think we all needed that lesson. Thank you, Lynn!
Also, I got caught up in writing my concert review for music history last night, and as odd as it sounds, those hours were rejuvenating to me. I don't know how writing a paper can be "relaxing" but perhaps writing about music was just as therapeutic as listening to it in those moments. Yesterday, I was ready to just hop on the next plane to anywhere for a few days. I need a holiday and was thinking the only way to do it was to not think and just pick up and leave for two or three days. I wanted to be anywhere but here...somewhere where no one knows me, and I know no one, sitting at a cafe sipping wine and/or tea and eating bagels for a couple of days. However, my pocketbook does not exactly agree with that. I seriously contemplated it, though. Wouldn't that be nice?
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