Hey friends,
Yes, it has definitely been awhile. I just got a job as a part time piano accompanist at a high school. It's quite exciting. When I walked in to the high school, I felt like I was back in it. The rambunctious kids and music competitions starting up all over again.It was a crazy feeling being back as a "teacher" sort of, although I do not feel like it at all. I know a little more piano and I have college years under my belt but I look like the next freshman down the hall.
I'm still making music though. I think being at the school helped me to see that this is not my future right now even though I grateful for the opportunity. It's great to get paid for music but I have a benefit concert to plan for and gigs to perform at and that is where my heart lies at the moment. It's resting ever so peacefully there.
It's always easy to look over on the other side and think it is so much greener. I think I have been struggling with that lately...wondering if this is where I am to place my roots for a little while or should I be in L.A. (ugh I don't think I would belong there because I would have to dye my hair blonde and have a tan?), New York (I would be closer to my bff but it's kind of cold?), Rhode Island (because it's near the sea and sounds exotic...I do like seafood...)...what other music place is there? Oh! Austin, TX...it's a fantastic place but not yet...(I do mean to go back to check it out more). However, I am not in any of those places and there is no sense in sitting and pondering why I am not there. That's just wasting time Cas!
I think if I am honest with myself, my only reasoning for packing up and jetting is to be different. Honestly that never gets people anywhere...ok maybe it gets some because they are following an epiphany for seeing new landscapes, they are ready to move on (don't get me wrong it's not a bad thing)...
So take this commentary as a grain of salt...but for me, moving just to be different and see different is not honest for me right now. I'm going to stick around where I am at, soak it all up because this life is temporary and only I can make decisions for me and be whoever I want to be wherever I am. Sounds so simple doesn't it...usually that means you've missed the tiny print at the bottom.
Enough for some serious pondering...I think I am going to get some ice cream because all this thinking works up all my energy...so therefore, ice cream is appropriate. in fact...it's always appropriate.
1. Awk moment on a date--let's get ice cream!
2. baby just born--aww so cute, maybe she wants ice cream...
3. park with friends-ice cream man!
4. Grandma has dentures--how about ice cream everyone?
5. making up with a loved one--hey I brought you some ice cream.
I heart you all and ice cream too.
Casie
Aug 27, 2010
Aug 2, 2010
Oh Otis Redding you!
"It's so early, so early in the morning
So early, so early in the morning...
And I've got you
And you've got me
And we'll have each other
And we don't, we don't want nothing but joy."
I love discovering songs of old. True soul. Just saying it all.
Totally unrelated: Today as I was jogging, I noticed the place where the opossum was laying dead the day before before was clean.
I thought, how sad, no one will ever know that opossum died except for whoever drove over it and me. No one will ever give it another thought. Then I thought, what if there are people out there without someone to give them a thought when they die?
Ok rather morbid for a morning jog. Sorry. So as I was walking back home, I thought again (I tend to do it alot) about that, then wrote a little song in my head for the dear opossum or dear person who is not remembered when they pass away.
It went something like Mr O. (for opossum) but first I started out as Mr. P (b/c that's the syllable you say...) anyways,
"Mr. O, you'll never know the hearts you stole. If it were me, I'd still plant a tree, for you. You're a keeper, a dreamer, a rather rambunctious feller and if no one will ever give you a thought again, Mr. O., Oh, you know I will."
Naturally the song left my head before I hit home but for that moment that was my shout out.
Love,
C
So early, so early in the morning...
And I've got you
And you've got me
And we'll have each other
And we don't, we don't want nothing but joy."
I love discovering songs of old. True soul. Just saying it all.
Totally unrelated: Today as I was jogging, I noticed the place where the opossum was laying dead the day before before was clean.
I thought, how sad, no one will ever know that opossum died except for whoever drove over it and me. No one will ever give it another thought. Then I thought, what if there are people out there without someone to give them a thought when they die?
Ok rather morbid for a morning jog. Sorry. So as I was walking back home, I thought again (I tend to do it alot) about that, then wrote a little song in my head for the dear opossum or dear person who is not remembered when they pass away.
It went something like Mr O. (for opossum) but first I started out as Mr. P (b/c that's the syllable you say...) anyways,
"Mr. O, you'll never know the hearts you stole. If it were me, I'd still plant a tree, for you. You're a keeper, a dreamer, a rather rambunctious feller and if no one will ever give you a thought again, Mr. O., Oh, you know I will."
Naturally the song left my head before I hit home but for that moment that was my shout out.
Love,
C
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