Photos from Tuscanny
Arriving at Il Poderino
My room for the week.
My roommate, also Sarah, was from Germany.
Our (kind of air-conditioned) singing space. (Did I mention it was HOT?)
A typical breakfast buffet
Pizza!
Next up … audio. (I hope.)
Archive for July, 2010
Food for Thought (#55)
When I went to study with Rhiannon in Hawaii four years ago, I had no idea the impact it would have on my life. I came back invigorated, yet dumbstruck by the intensity of the experience. (And within 8 months, I had quit my job to return to music school. Yeah, intense.)
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Now, I’m not one to hang onto a lot of the emotional details of an event once it’s over. My family constantly bemoans the fact that if they don’t talk to me about a workshop, gig or event within a few hours of it ending, then they will never find out much about it.
In fact, we have a running joke based on a story from my Hawaii singing adventure. About 5 days into the week in Hawaii, we had an intense day focused around sound healing. Even in writing about it my trip journal, all I could say was:
“Big, big day — we sang, we cried …
And then there was chicken.”
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(Keeping in mind it’s been several days since my return and the details are beginning to fade … *smile*)
Italy was … simply amazing.
So amazing I can hardly process it. I don’t even know how to begin to download the numerous experiences I had with the singers, the singing, the location, the meals, the cultural exchanges, the language (five — thank heavens, one of them was English!), etc.
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We sang every day, played music games, swam in the pool.
I left a whole new singing family on the other side of the ocean. I am missing them terribly.
I am connected to my music and the world around me in a more concrete and more intense way.
And … um …
Then there was chicken. *smile*
