Hello out there, is anyone listening?

Hi,

It’s kind of funny writing this….not knowing who or if anyone will read it.  It’s curious, wondering who you are and how you made your way to reading about me, my music, my thoughts…….my life.  I wonder if I’ll ever know that you’ve been here.  I wonder if I’m writing this for you……or is it really for ME……..I wonder if what I write will effect you in some way, make you think of your own life in a different way…….As you can see, I wonder…..a LOT…..  If you know me, you probably already know that about me…….

I think that my entire life I’ve wanted to be heard……..I wonder why that is.  Maybe when I have more time to write, I’ll ramble my thoughts about that.  But, tonight…….I’m exhausted and listening to my daughters(ages 12 and 7) argue about who should sleep where and how much time each of them spent playing with the other, today.  Of course the complaining is mostly coming from my younger daughter who wishes that she had more control over her sister and more time playing with her……..My sister, Ilene, was 9 years older, so I must say, I understand how my younger daughter and how her mind may be working.  It seemed that I was always wishing to be old enough to do this or that.  I was forever looking up to my sister, aching to be part of her social group…..thinking that I’d surely NEVER be old enough to do all of those fun things that she was doing.  Of course, TODAY, older is NOT part of my daily wish list.  Ha, Ha  Time is a common thread in much of my music and it’s probably one of my most cherished gifts.

I guess you’re probably reading, here, because of my music and so I should visit with you about that part of my life.  However, you’ll learn to know that my music and my life are one in the same.  There isn’t a song that I sing that doesn’t come from my heart and isn’t inspired by the wonderful blessings or triumphs over adversity in my life.  So, as I share with you, you’ll probably learn a lot about me…….the real me…….the me that I pray comes out in my music…..the me inside that only people know who have seen inside of my heart and listened closely to it.

I mentioned that time is a common theme for me.  Yesterday, the postman delivered three big boxes to my door.  It was about TIME! My newest CD release, Sometimes it’s a Matter of Time, had arrived!  I tried NOT to be too excited.  I’ve been producing my music for such a long time………putting my money and effort and ..sigh……..and so often I send my soul into the universe and it gets swallowed up by some big unexplainable black hole………..and yet, I keep doing it.  I can’t seem to stop writing…….can’t seem to stop sharing my music with others……..It doesn’t really matter to me if YOU are the only one who really finds your way here, where you read and listen and fall in love with the soul of my song………Anyway, I’m doing that wondering thing again….  :o)  I AM excited and hope that the world will hear my music and be moved, I guess.  I already sold 4 CDs at the office and that was promising.

I spent two days last week and three this week in Denver (which is 5 hours away) recording on my latest project.  I was recording in Jim and Salli Ratts’ studio, and Scott Bennett is helping to produce my Gospel CD.  It’s a collection, half and half, of inspired songs that I’ve written over the years(mostly this past year) and ones that special people in my life love.  In a later entry, I’ll mention who each of my songs is for and where it came from.  I was just putting MY final touches on this project, recording second guitar parts on my little guitar, Robbie, and doing harmony vocals.  I had already recorded the original vocals and guitar.  Scott still has to add bass parts and Jim has agreed to consider adding harmony vocals on a couple of the songs.  Scott has worked magic in gleaning the best from me and adding much of himself.  I love him and Jim for what these songs will say to you and how they are turning out.  I’m really excited about it……..more excited that I can really write about now…….I promise to write later…….But, for now, I guess I should go be Mom.  The dining room table is filled with half-finished gingerbread houses and it sounds like the girls have calmed down and brushed their teeth.

Thank you for being interested in what I may have to say and I’ll try my best to make this interesting.  Good Night………………