The Gift Of Experience

Was writing in my long hand journal today...about how we tend to take for granted...
whatever skills we have honed...as we use them in the present. I was thinking especially...of all the strands that come together...every time I turn my camera on
to record a new song video. In my own case...there is the song itself...with its words
and its melody...creating each a challenge in its own right. Melody...was handed down
to me from my ancestors...and always came readily. It was the words of my songs...
especially when I first started writing them...that I had to struggle to find...for a
long time...and to this day...there are times when a melody might be waiting...but
the words refuse to come. Then there is the guitar playing...which early on playing
bad guitars...was such an uphill struggle. Then there is the singing...such a long time was spent gaining command over my voice...which can be such an elusive thing...unless you work on it...on and on. Harder to get a handle on...is the confidence I must have acquired...facing people in public performances over the years
...along with a command of the material I was presenting. Somewhere in there...is
somehow being centred as you perform...so that hopefully...you become a force field
emanating energy...that helps people to stay with what you are performing. I am sure
that's not the full extent of what's in place as you perform...but today...I brought
these things to the fore in my mind...to remind myself of...some...of what I Have to
be thankful for...as I place my hands in the right places on my guitar...and I turn
on my camera...............Quester.