"Over the Rainbow"

I'm trying something new with my singing, with my voice, and this is a good song to practice with the new idea. My voice teacher pointed out that I seem to have this need to sing loudly, which is somewhat true, since I'll be the first to admit that I don't 'get' the whole volume thing. (It was quite a big deal to begin to get that in my piano lessons, as well.) I think, for me, singing loudly makes me feel as if I'm doing something, projecting, focusing, working. Working, in my mythic life, is a good thing. Today I tried singing in a softer, easier way. I distrust the easy, so it's good to see what happens when I go there. I look forward to the day when I go there with no fear.

I cannot get enough music in my life. I'm not alone, here, I know. The more I get, the more I want. Somehow, I am managing in my adulthood to get what I dreamed of for myself as a child: a life of singing, music-making. It's taken a long time, and I still could go very far with it, I so hope that I do. I hate it when daily chores interfere, but they always will, and I will always, for better or worse, be interested in more than music. There will be sewing and knitting and crocheting and dancing and trees and my family and friends, for starters. But ah! ah! Ah!!--when the music works! Ah indeed.