It wasn’t until I started singing that my heart began to heal. I’m one of those people who’s taken every possible personal growth workshop imaginable, and tried every creative and therapeutic modality. I’ve taught in graduate schools of psychology and trained therapists. My PhD is in Psychology from the University of Chicago, and as a [ Read more … ]
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Your imagination is alive
More than anything else, creating something new requires space. Our rational, thinking selves believe that “creative space” means making time in our schedules and physical space in our homes or offices. (You could call this “linear space.”) But the truth is, the creative process works on a different level and requires a different kind of [ Read more … ]
Daring greatly
When I was eight years old, my third grade class attended a musical at the local theater. I don’t remember the name of the production, but I do remember watching actors and actresses, dressed in ordinary street clothes, singing their hearts out on a stage set up to look like an ordinary town. Gathered in [ Read more … ]
Deconstructing the Partridge Family
The first LP I ever bought was The Partridge Family Album. I was 11 at the time and felt like a grown-up when I presented it to my grandfather at the drugstore and told him that this is what I wanted for my birthday. Today, my friend Robin sent me a Partridge Family Christmas card. [ Read more … ]
Hildegard of Bingen on singing
There is the Music of Heaven in all things and we have forgotten how to hear it until we sing. –Hildegard of Bingen
