It's 7:20 on a Friday morning only 2 days before Christmas. My last day of work is pending and the short but eagerly anticipated Christmas break is imminent. I'd set this all up to lead on to my new project, but i have just realised the time and my need to leave for work. i shall write later.
Keep well.
Thursday, 22 December 2011
Sunday, 18 September 2011
Praise be
Confession - recently going to church has become a chore, and one I've far too often neglected. I lost sight, sight of the real reason for going. Tonight G-d taught me a beautiful lesson. To serve and be served. To encourage and be encouraged. To meet with others who like you are trying and often failing to live for G-d. How beautiful it is to be strengthened together strengthen each other. How incredible it is to discover there's people who struggle just like you. And how encouraging it is to be able to believe you have something to offer. Don't hide your light, together we can shine.
Monday, 15 August 2011
Silence, the new way.
Life is just busy all the time, a steady mix of things you want to do and things you have to do, and i don't seem to have too many problems finding that balance i don't think, i am relatively productive while still loving my life. But my head gets so clouded! i feel like the artistic side i love to express is just getting squashed. It says in the bible "do not quench The Holy Spirit". Seeming i believe that anything truly beautiful i do or say is a result of The Holy Spirit, then this quenching is definitely happening. I came today to spend the mandatory time with G-d i am trying to enforce myself into and approached it just like another check list to get through for my day, i am done with this, i think G-d is done with this. Through the noise i've let inside my mind i heard him speak, he told me to be quiet, to be still, to stop trying to get through a prayer list or a section of scripture and just sit. So from now on, that's what i'll do each day, just sit in silence, for ten minutes, half an hour, 3 hours, however long seems right. If he then tells me to pray for someone or read a scripture i will, but that's up to Him and not a result of my futile attempts to climb to heaven on a rope of dirty rags. Jesus have mercy on me and may He bless you.
Peace be with you.
Peace be with you.
Wednesday, 13 July 2011
Time in Perspective
Tasks seem so overwhelming when time is restricted, give time in abundance and you realise that it wasn't a lack of time but your perspective towards it that provided both stress and unproductiveness. I don't need all this time, i can do what i need to do and work full time simultaneously. However this week off is not something i'm regretting, i'm loving the time to both relax, do what i love and be productive. I had my first chance to really spend a long time in my studio yesterday and i loved it. I rewrote and recorded a song by Manchester Orchestra called "Jimmy He Whispers". I loved having the freedom to experiment without expectation of results and the chance to play with harmonies and effects. It's exciting to think that that's now my studio to use forever and i'm sure the product of that will hit your ears in good time :)
Though with all this time to reflect, though i do realise i'm happier than i've been for a long time, i really miss home. i miss family and the fact that i don't get to see them so much anymore, and when i do, with not living at home obviously you have a different relationship. My families so spread out and we all are so involved in our individual busy lives where we are that i think we sometimes fail to remember each other, i am definitely guilty of this. I would love to meet up frequently with my mum and my siblings and just catch up, but truth is it's just not possible, i will try and just be grateful for the times i do get to see them. i also miss the country side, being able to go for long walks with pleasant scenery, contemplate life and often find myself open to creative inspiration. But enough about what i miss, i love life here, i am loving my week off and i shall go now to do some more recording.
Peace be with you friends.
Though with all this time to reflect, though i do realise i'm happier than i've been for a long time, i really miss home. i miss family and the fact that i don't get to see them so much anymore, and when i do, with not living at home obviously you have a different relationship. My families so spread out and we all are so involved in our individual busy lives where we are that i think we sometimes fail to remember each other, i am definitely guilty of this. I would love to meet up frequently with my mum and my siblings and just catch up, but truth is it's just not possible, i will try and just be grateful for the times i do get to see them. i also miss the country side, being able to go for long walks with pleasant scenery, contemplate life and often find myself open to creative inspiration. But enough about what i miss, i love life here, i am loving my week off and i shall go now to do some more recording.
Peace be with you friends.
Monday, 11 July 2011
7 days ahead
7 days ahead as a blank canvas. A steady mix of productivity, artistic impression and restoration planned. I'm hoping for a beautiful ride.
7 days without work, i've needed this for so long. After a weekend of fun and learning in London i'm ready for this. Me and this macbook will become well acquainted, this studio will be utilised, this house will be cleaned, friends will be seen, time with G-d will be spent and i will probably never want to go back by the end of it. Updates will come, thank you to people who take the time to read what i write, sorry it's been so long.
Shalom
7 days without work, i've needed this for so long. After a weekend of fun and learning in London i'm ready for this. Me and this macbook will become well acquainted, this studio will be utilised, this house will be cleaned, friends will be seen, time with G-d will be spent and i will probably never want to go back by the end of it. Updates will come, thank you to people who take the time to read what i write, sorry it's been so long.
Shalom
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