Unexpected movement and a big birthday
Sometimes life happens and you drop- or at least postpone- your well-laid plans.
At the time I began this blog in early February, I had a bunch of business goals for the next couple of months, which included:
•finishing my Rockethub crowdfunding campaign for my Chopin recording project (which was successful– fuelers put me more than $1000 over my goal of $7000)
•contacting a short list of record labels
•posting in this blog at least twice a week
•booking solo concerts for the Chopin material
•booking my band at colleges for next year
•continuing to search and apply for college teaching gigs
I am a very organized, driven person when it comes to my career. I get a lot of things accomplished. And yet I had also been feeling deep in my gut for the last several years that something needs to change in how I conduct my daily life so that I don’t put so much pressure on myself to move mountains. There has to be movement coming from other sources outside of myself.
Something shifted about a week after I wrote my first post here at this blog. I had been mourning the death of my beloved grandmother and was tired and worn out. I allowed myself the space to be tired, to let myself cry from the soul-sadness of loss.
Perhaps because I allowed myself this space- or perhaps because Grandma Welch had a conference with God for me (I am going with this option)- new life soon started bubbling up all over the place. The day before Valentine’s Day, I had a gig where I met a musician who I had not previously worked with. Perhaps it was the proximity to V-Day, but soon after this particular gig- where both of us had been subs for the regular pianist and bassist- this musician asked me out. Seven weeks later, I can say without a doubt that I am dating the kindest, most thoughtful and considerate man that I have ever known.
Besides my personal life, my professional life has been shifting. After having worked my buns off for close to three months to raise funds for my Chopin recording, and with less than 24 hours remaining, on March 7, over 40 new donors- including one who gave me $5000- put me over the top of my goal. I thought the $5000 was an error- perhaps too many zeroes?- but after refreshing my screen, the number was still there. I called my new male friend and later that day he brought me a bouquet of yellow roses to celebrate.
Celebrating my successful Rockethub campaign!
I let myself relax. I received three more notifications of not getting college teaching gigs I’d applied for. I didn’t get the Fulbright grant to Brazil that I wanted so badly. I didn’t get in to an artist colony I’d applied for. But all of these things didn’t matter so much, because I now have someone beside me who cares about me and tells me that everything is going to be OK.
I also started meeting new musicians and finding unexpected openings: I’m now working with a great vocalist named Frank Senior, who can give me goosebumps with his soulful voice; I met saxophonist Billy Harper and am singing in both small and large groups for an upcoming choral performance this fall; and last week I had the opportunity to play melodica on one tune with the Spok Frevo Orquestra from Recife, Brazil at the Zinc Bar (it’s been captured on video here). And I turned 40.
Click on the link to hear me playing melodica w/the Spok Frevo Orquestra! Thanks to Stan Rifken for the video.
So to those of who you have been wondering, “what is happening with Deanna’s Chopin recording?” or “what’s been new with Deanna lately?”, now you know. I haven’t dropped my goals. I’ve just postponed them for a couple of months. And now I’m returning to my work with a newfound sense of support and love from many people. I am more grateful for what I have. And while I almost completely forgot about Lent this year, I think that my Grandma asked God to please rain some blessings on me so that I can celebrate Easter this coming weekend with new joy and hope. Thanks, Grandma.