Right in my email inbox... an invitation from the choral director of a group I used to sing with. Inviting all "alums" to sing with the group again in the spring, in a concert with the city Orchestra. Poulenc's Gloria.
This is TEMPTING, in spite of the fact that there are people singing in this group that I'd rather not ever see again. People who were the reason I left the world of singing onstage. And tempting in spite of the fact that Tom is not an alum of this group, so I'd be doing this alone.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mlITH1Jzg6A&feature=channel
Some glorious stuff. Challenging music, and a chance to get some vocal fitness back. And with the Orchestra. And with this choral director, who is one of my all-time singing heroes. And it's only eight rehearsals. No audition. TEMPTING for sure. Maybe it's time to start thinking about where I've stored my floor-length black skirts...
Friday, September 24, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
It's been a gut-wrenching little roller-coaster of a day. First, I found out at breakfast that a critically ill friend woke up and spoke to her husband - a huge piece of wonderful news. I sailed to art class, where I succeeded in painting a little bit of my current canvas that had been whipping me for weeks. Got a new cell phone that TEXTS. Got advice on finishing a jewelry piece that has had me slightly baffled.
Then, I came home. Sat down at the computer, entered the housekeeping chat where I'm a volunteer Moderator - right in the middle of a Situation.
Gotta say, I really don't like Situations. The room has pretty clear rules, and some folks just seem to think that the rules apply to OTHER people. Then, when I try talk to them about it, all of a sudden I'm some sort of ogre who is trying to ruin their day.
And I'm not an ogre. I'm a human being, working a whole lot of my own hours to try to keep an online room full of women safe from internet bad guys and working productively. Positivity is a byword in this chatroom, and that positivity sometimes gets dragged to a halt by self-centeredness. Sometimes the sense of I'm Entitled To Do Anything I Please Here almost leaves me speechless.
So, it was a rough tough afternoon. Emails back and forth with the Head Moderator and my co-Moderator on the volunteer side... Couple of conversations in Yahoo... Some "Dump and Run" private messages in the chatroom from the offending chatter... raging migraine on top of it all.
But.
Choir rehearsal.
And, as usual, the music took care of the day.
In Christ alone will I glory,
though I could pride myself in battles won.
For I've been blessed beyond measure
and by His strength alone I overcome.
Oh, I could stop and count successes
like diamonds in my hand.
but those trophies are not equal to the grace by which I stand.
In Christ alone I place my trust
and find my glory in the power of the cross.
In every victory, let it be said of me,
My source of strenth, my source of hope
is Christ alone.
(words & music by Shawn Craig and Don Koch)
The music adds even more to the words... but this little anthem just settled me right back down. Put my feet on solid ground again. Put air back into my lungs, peace into my heart.
The Situation started back up when I got back home (and is still in process as I type this), but it doesn't matter. I know where I stand, how very strongly, and Why.
Then, I came home. Sat down at the computer, entered the housekeeping chat where I'm a volunteer Moderator - right in the middle of a Situation.
Gotta say, I really don't like Situations. The room has pretty clear rules, and some folks just seem to think that the rules apply to OTHER people. Then, when I try talk to them about it, all of a sudden I'm some sort of ogre who is trying to ruin their day.
And I'm not an ogre. I'm a human being, working a whole lot of my own hours to try to keep an online room full of women safe from internet bad guys and working productively. Positivity is a byword in this chatroom, and that positivity sometimes gets dragged to a halt by self-centeredness. Sometimes the sense of I'm Entitled To Do Anything I Please Here almost leaves me speechless.
So, it was a rough tough afternoon. Emails back and forth with the Head Moderator and my co-Moderator on the volunteer side... Couple of conversations in Yahoo... Some "Dump and Run" private messages in the chatroom from the offending chatter... raging migraine on top of it all.
But.
Choir rehearsal.
And, as usual, the music took care of the day.
In Christ alone will I glory,
though I could pride myself in battles won.
For I've been blessed beyond measure
and by His strength alone I overcome.
Oh, I could stop and count successes
like diamonds in my hand.
but those trophies are not equal to the grace by which I stand.
In Christ alone I place my trust
and find my glory in the power of the cross.
In every victory, let it be said of me,
My source of strenth, my source of hope
is Christ alone.
(words & music by Shawn Craig and Don Koch)
The music adds even more to the words... but this little anthem just settled me right back down. Put my feet on solid ground again. Put air back into my lungs, peace into my heart.
The Situation started back up when I got back home (and is still in process as I type this), but it doesn't matter. I know where I stand, how very strongly, and Why.
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