Tomorrow is the first of June. While some people’s thoughts turn to summer and cocktails by the pool, mine are turning to the High Holidays.
As my thoughts turn to the Days of Awe my breath quiets and deepens. The ancient melodies of High Holiday chants and the Kol Nidre start intruding on my thoughts.
So many of my students first came to me because they worried that they would not be able to sing along with the prayers at Synagogue or another worship setting. They wish they were brave enough to sing in a choir, to shout out their feelings of joy or frustration at a march, to sing anywhere but alone in the car.
I’m here to help.
I don’t believe you should “Sing like no-one is listening”.
You have a beautiful voice.
No-one sings like you do.
Your song deserves to be heard. No-one else can sing your song.
Quiet your breath, open your mouth and sing.
Your song deserves to be heard. No-one else can sing your song.
Quiet your breath, open your mouth and sing.
2 comments:
The two lessons I have taken from you have felt transformative. It as if a long-forgotten part of myself was released from within and brought into contact with the adult person who proceeded through life listening to music as if it was "out there" and not within. It's hard not to sound overly-dramatic, but I have pursued many skills and have experienced satisfying progress, and this was different, it felt like a leap with wings instead of a small methodical step. How wonderful to soar now and then.
What encouraging words. The feelings of joy and being part of a community make going to shul so uplifting.
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