What a bomb this COVID 19 has been. I don’t know about anyone else, i can only speak for myself………………………i am here within all the fear and anxiety of a pandemic, conspiracy theories rattle around to try and make sense of what is happening globally to all of us. My fear dissolves and arises and i am left with the task of finding the essence of my studio practice. I am expressing my emotions through music and a community of online music makers (thank you goodness for them).
Over the coming weeks the practice will emerge. I can remember another artist continually asking me to have faith in the work and so here i am, holding on, sometimes a little too tightly. The only place i know is safe emotionally in this unknown we now find ourselves in is to continue to listen.
By engaging fully into listening where and when i can, the work will gently emerge, finding its legs again!!! So for now, i will allow myself to float in cyberspace along with following instructions, so as to maintain some form of structure….fingers crossed :))))
This morning: 4.30 am, i sat for a time, listening to the birds, connecting with sensations in my body, trying to come home. I also read the prologue from the book One Square Inch Of Silence by Gordon Hempton in an attempt to make friends with my own voice.
I was rewarded for listening with a poem: