Singing

  • Love. And That Quiet Ache

    ‘You are the Sun, I am the Moon, you are the words, I am the tune: Play me.’ My heart sits in a quiet place, this morning. We celebrated my Father in law’s 80th birthday last night, and it was… Continue reading

  • Carols

    It’s tradition. And though the tradition has changed, it’s still just as beautiful to me. I am no longer a child. I am no longer innocent and stainless. But there is a beating heart within me that remembers. Merry Christmas,… Continue reading

  • What Matters Most

    I’ve been loving the chance to melt into human stories again. And music. My goodness, how it feels to connect to that deeper place within and melt into the sweet symphony of another. These past few months have seen me… Continue reading

  • Friday Night Music Night

    Hello my lovely bloggy friends! This is just a quick pop in to let you guys know I’m starting a new ‘thing’ on Instagram/IGTV, running along the same lines as the book chats I was doing a few weeks ago,… Continue reading

  • Musical Love

    Love. The great creator of song. Without love there is no heartache. Without heartache there are no scars to weep music from the soul. Continue reading

  • Piano

    I’ve just done some counting. My absolute least favourite thing. And according to my calculations, I’ve had my piano (a digital piano) for seventeen years. Seventeen years. There was a moment a few weeks ago when it didn’t turn on.… Continue reading

  • Rushing Lightness

    I’ve been melting into music today. Or music has been melting into me, it’s really hard to say what’s happening exactly. It’s the most beautiful feeling, though, the way music occasionally moves through me like the wind. I say occasionally… Continue reading

  • Music: The Most Beautiful Dimension

    I’ve just been at the Piano. I’d like to tell you a story about that, actually. How my piano came to be my ultimate happy place (and healing tool, you might say.) It’s in my soul, I think. Music. It’s… Continue reading

  • The Language of a Soul

    It’s the eleventh day of Christmas and I’m listening to music. Beautiful music. It sends my spirit into the sky. It turns my body into love. Beautiful music— language of my soul. How I adored you, on the eleventh day… Continue reading

  • The Voice

    We are like two dots on a musical theatre map of the world. And every time I fall into a moment where it’s just him and me, and all the musical love hearts…I just can’t help but feel changed. Allow… Continue reading