So I’m finding my voice. Again. Hearing it. Again. And. Getting used to it. For the first time.
This was a poem I wrote a few years back.
And it was the first one that I dubbed worthy (long) enough to record.
And I’m proud of myself. I didn’t record it a million and one times. I didn’t cringe when I heard myself (big improvement). I wasn’t overly critical of myself. And bottom line I didn’t over think it.
I like it enough to try again. I’m such a weirdo!! Performing on stage is nothing to me. I’m so used to it – singing in church, going to an arts school, etc., etc., but actually being recorded and listening to myself whoa that just really freaks me out! Strange? Maybe. Probably. But true.
I love you for listening! Truth is – I love you anyway! All of you. Even if you don’t love me back.
Journeying on Pilgrims
Much love and light to you!!