A line

Friends,
you know when there's lots going on and you have so much to do but you're just at a standstill...for no particular reason...I'm not bitter at everything I need to get done, nor depressed or overwhelmed...just not doing anything right now but writing to you.

I'm in the midst of working with my sister on my website for my music and I'm trying to come up with a one liner that sums me up. I wish it came easily to me like my name...I want it to be concise but say alot...is deep but doesn't seem like I had to overthink to come up with it, not too cheesy...ugh I am a pretty cheesy person, not too dry, cliche....hmmm...

my friend is getting a book bounded for her brother. She is in the middle of writing a forward for him and she is at a standstill as well. It's like we both have alot to say...her about her brother...me about myself...but when it comes to committing it to paper or an electronic source...we hit a wall.

me...my music...I love music...I love teaching music...playing music...writing it...composing it...my dreams consists of opening a music school at an all girls shelter international or national...helping kids be creative with the gifts given to them...music....my blog was called making music along the way?...I love simplicity...

simply music??? perhaps? does that sound like a something from bath and body works? that place smells nice...not gonna lie...many times I did go in there just to spray myself and walk out smelling lovely.

simple dreams of music?
just me and just songs?

how do I put myself into a sentence...if I were to describe me...and my music...grrrrr

I'm just a simple person who likes detail. My piano is always a mess full of books sprawled on the floor. I can't get enough of new music books. Billy Joel will always be my background music for clean up days, I celebrate the old and new sounds. Something about the warm voice of Doris Day makes me want to melt inside and when Christmas-time hits, Vince Giraldi takes reign of my CD player, my eyes light up when I hear an interesting rhythm, it all just comes easily to me.

Pivots around in my head
Rolls off my eyes
into the staves
5 lines,

dots here and there,
flowing in different forms,
her story and his,
mine rolled in there somehow,

exchanged for a different way of communicating,
speaking to the old and young,
sometimes you can't sum up sadness,
happiness is just upbeat,

healing in repeating phrases,
angriness in broken chords,
makes several severe statements,
in simply sung refrains

may spirits be lifted somewhat
higher
brighter,
finding truth for you and me.


I hope there is something in your life that you cannot really live without and that you keep dreaming about day and night.

Love,
C