After days focused on writing emails, gathering information, communicating details, replying to emails, downloading videos, extracting audio tracks, writing still more emails, etc… it was finally time to record my own videos of the wedding choir songs.
It was hot and muggy. I was hungry and a little tired. I had to set up the tripod, the smartphone, the laptop, the backing tracks. It was video, so I had to change into a jewel tone top and put on some lipstick.
Ah, but then…. it was time to sing! And it didn’t matter that I was singing all by myself in my living room, to the accompaniment of a backing track. The uplifted energy, the joy of the music, the blessing of feeling it flow through me… it was all still there, ready to soothe and heal my soul.
I was sitting on my front patio recently and marveling at the peace and serenity of the scene. And the quiet — broken only by the occasional bird song and little critters rustling in the leaves.
I’m so grateful to be able to step out my door and soak it all in; such a contrast to the hustle and bustle that was my reality for so many years.
At any rate, I felt to try and share a few moments of the peace with you all. The video can’t fully convey it, but it’s worth a try. 🤗
I’ve got virtual wedding choir videos coming out of my ears and I suspect I’ll be seeing them in my dreams tonight. But I’m not complaining — oh no! On the contrary, I’m grateful to be swimming in videos because it means almost everyone managed to get theirs in pretty much on time. Yay!
Oh yeah! and Ramesha and I still need to record our videos! 😂
So the first and foremost exercise for healing my shoulder is…resting. On my back. For as long as I can, as many times a day as I can. It’s an Egoscue exercise called Static Back and I’m beginning to see it as a metaphor for my life.
How often I’ve thought nothing would improve or heal unless I was doing something! And, hopefully,a lot of something! I’ve been thoroughly conditioned to that way of thinking and it’s driven me to accomplish a lot of things in my life, for sure.
But what about the flip side? I haven’t been very good at the “resting” part of the equation. And as I lay in static back, I have lots of time to reflect that pushing, pushing, and then pushing some more eventually results in imbalance, pain, injury, and dysfunction.
Sigh.
I’m finally ready to stop. To listen. To rest and release.
This brought back memories of being a kid…when a heat wave meant you got to play in the sprinklers! Seems to be an equally fun activity if you’re a woodpecker. 😄
A video and a song, together, really knocked me for a loop earlier today. I’ve been reflecting on exactly why all day.
I believe there were four levels of impact, each one going deeper than the one before…
I was moved first of all by the reminder that touching and being touched is one of the most basic and fundamental of our human needs. That right there is powerful.
But in this time of COVID-19, when for five full months we’ve had to maintain physical distance, witnessing all those hugs generated a visceral response within me. Something was triggered and I feel like I had an internal meltdown of sorts.
Then there’s the song (video is below). For me, these three lines seem to capture its essential message: Everyone is hurting Everyone is searching Everyone is looking for the truth about love
But what really rocked my world as I watched the video was this young woman’s level of trust. To stand there, blindfolded, with her arms open…ready to receive and to give. I just can’t even begin to imagine being that trusting, that open. But it touched me so deeply that I was literally weeping by the end.
I just discovered from reading the video comments that her sign says: Free hugs I trust you You can trust me
“You might think, it’s just a simple hug but in reality it is more than it appears. It’s the purest gift that we can offer to each other, a moment of connection, of affection, a moment of bliss. Body against body, no words are necessary, connecting to our heartbeats, we are surrendering to the magic. A pure moment of love, when this time becomes enough. Who’s giving? Who’s receiving? Yes it is quite confusing. But it doesn’t really matter. What truly matters is that we are opening our hearts and from being apart we suddenly become one.” — From Laure Kypriotis
I’m feeling so blessed! Yesterday’s sharing of some doubts and concerns immediately resulted in an outpouring of support and encouragement from friends far and near.
Having people in one’s corner — believing in you, praying for you, knowing that all will be well with you — makes all the difference in the world.
“Sure, we can do a virtual choir for a hybrid in-person / live-streamed wedding!” (It’s “only” six songs.)
(What was I thinking?!? 6 songs x 16 singers = 96 video and audio tracks to edit!)
And so we find that we have — yet again — bitten off way more than we can chew, but our bridal couple is depending on us, so we’re just chewing away like mad and having faith that it will all come together in the end (probably at the absolute last minute, in the nick of time)!😂
