It still blows my mind. I’m actually waking up each morning with all the time in my world to take care of my body, teach yoga (my most nerdy passion that I want to talk about all day) and write songs. For years I’ve busted my ass for this delightful lifestyle. I get to adventure, create, rest and play. I had a vision for it and I’ve made it happen and I continue to make it happen. I’m still in disbelief. I feel a little rumble under my surface, nervous stress, afraid it will go away. I feel like I should be doing something else, something that feels more like work…and then I remember…this is my work now. My task is to show up and create beautiful art, express my feelings, share my creations with people, enjoy conversations online with people, rest and play with my friends in person, go out and see the world. I dreamed of a day when my main task would be self care and making music. Here we are. Now I’m learning how to allow and receive.
I have a big backlog of songs to release. As my mastering engineer said in an email to me this morning, “your songs are too good to be sitting on a harddrive.” Yes!! A part of me is a perfectionist and just wanted to protect myself by making sure everything is orderly. Alas, I live in chaos. The songs are the way I release them into the world I kind of messy and even that can be liberating. Honestly, it feels much better, way more fun, to just release what I’ve made and let it go and move onto the next thing. I like that way more than refining one project to “perfection”. I like being in the constant quick flow, like riding a rapid river. Let it go!
