Embracing the imperfect

Today marks a pretty big milestone for me.

For the past two years I have whole-heartedly immersed myself into my teaching, leaving little space for my song-writing, composing, and performing. The other part of this, of course, was to allude myself into a somewhat self-destructive route of non self-belief in my own singing merits, or simply put, if I don’t put myself out there, I can’t be shot down. This is counterproductive in many ways, firstly, if you stop practising, you will deteriorate and the many years of training you have put yourself through will have been a waste. And also, If you deny yourself something which truly makes you happy, you will find it increasingly hard to find that happiness.

For me and many others, music in its many forms, is a prominent part of that happiness.

Today was the first time in a long time where I actually let myself sing. This is not to say that I have not been singing daily, because I really have. This is to say that for the first time in  a year and a half that I have actually let my whole body enjoy a song. Keeping silent and quiet through the risk of making a mistake has, for too long, consumed me. The result of letting myself go was amazing; I felt adrenaline, excitement and happiness all at once.

Life is for living. Find your voice and never stop singing.

 

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