11.25.2012

the piano

The piano is everything to me. Even when I was a kid, before I was even really good on the piano, I poured my heart and soul into playing. Everything I felt, everything I dreamed, everything I saw and everything I heard, my entire life went into playing the piano. Many didn't, and still don't understand. I never excelled to a place of being able to play proficiently in a band or on a worship team. I'm going through a season right now of working my fingers to the bone to be able to be an accompanist in a situation like that. But for almost 10 years, the piano and I were lost together in an intimate relationship. I told the piano everything. I cried tears of joy and tears of deepest pain over its keys. When people didn't, or simply couldn't, understand who I was or what I was dealing with, I told the piano. When joy overwhelmed me from time to time in my childhood, I expressed it through the piano.
I explored many different types of music. From pop, rock, and film scores, to broadway classics, Jazz and classical. For years I excelled in classical musical. It was massively structured and had little room for improvisation, but in every note and chord, there was a heart and emotion that struck the very soul of your being. After a performance a few years ago of Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata, I felt I'd reached the peak of my ability in Classical music. So I decided to try the ever harder Jazz music. I moved to Washington while I was still in the middle of learning Jazz, but it instantly captivated me. Everything about Jazz screamed, "Unique". From the sound to the chord structure, it was what I'd been wanting to play since I started at 7 years old. It was immensely more difficult than Classical music. It is music that includes qualities such as "swinging," improvising, developing an 'individual voice,' and being 'open' to different musical possibilities. Needless to say, it is a wide genera with many possibilities that I had very little time to explore. Still I try to learn the qualities of Jazz music, and I am still captivated by how incredible it is.
However, I can't take the piano with me everywhere. I can't play it in a band or for worship, and I can't throw it in the back of my car and take it everywhere with me. So about two years ago, I picked up the guitar that had sat in the corner of my room for years, and taught myself to play. Transferring much of the logic and theory I had learned on the piano to the guitar was easy for me. Instantly I started my journey in playing guitar and singing on worship teams. I was never known as a piano player. Always a guitar player. And this crushed me.
But I didn't play for people's approval. As I moved quickly through worship team after worship team, playing and singing and living what I'd always wanted, my heart was still given away to my piano. And after awhile, I stopped playing the piano for people. My last performance was Christmas Eve 2011. It's been almost a year since I've gotten on a stage and played the piano for other people's enjoyment. Recently I've played for people on request, just as they happen to be in the room when I sit down, but the piano is my secret love. I don't need words for it to understand me. It just knows. Without it, so much of my life would have been lost. It has guided and directed my heart and desires. It's more beautiful to me than most anything. I can't describe to people with words what the piano does for me through music. But the one thing I can say, is it has held a massive part of my heart and life for almost 10 years that no one else could have been able to.

11.13.2012

my life for two years - picture style



I was recently going far back in my stream of pictures on facebook, and I became overwhelmingly emotional about my past and where I have come from. A good emotion. I'm so proud of my past. And the things and people who have made me who I am. And really, I so want to share about it. Because I'm feeling sentimental, and miss home.

 October of 2010 - First time I ever played guitar with my worship mentor Carl Tuttle. Little did I know that I was on a road to an entire year of playing and learning from him.

 This picture is not as bad as it looks. lol. This was actually an insanely fun night with my friends in California. 
This was my friend Maddy and I watching our friend Carlton graduate high school in May of 2011.
For about a year I had a bible study of middle-school aged girls. Two of them are missing here, but from left to right, you have Hannah, Hailey, Alyssa, Kelly, and then me, and Kymberlyn was taking this picture, and Josie was gone this night.
My Papa and I having lunch before I left for the summer to go to camp.
One of the MANY times I played worship with Carl.
The place that changed my life, and the people that made it happen. Don't they look like the best kind of people ever?? :)
When I met my newest cousin, Malachi Hunter Blake:)
The day I got baptized. Carl did it. :)
My first love : Worship
Cannon Beach, Oregon : August, 2011
The first time I dyed my hair.
I went to Colorado last year.
These girls are like my little sisters, and I miss them massively.
The last time I played the piano in public. Christmas Eve at Faith Community Church - 2011
This picture was Christmas morning last year, and we are opening the box that started our journey to YWAM. In it were a bunch of little trinkets that were a hint that my mom was going to take us on a mission trip to South Africa. And through a string of events, that nugget of an idea for a "mission trip" brought us here to YWAM.
The last time I hung out with my friends in the desert.

 This was the day I got my nose piercing. I'll spare you the video..
The last time I played for Faith Community Church with Carl in the desert before I moved to Washington.
The second time I dyed my hair - Black. And the day I made friends. AND the day Sammantha Grant and I decided to be best friends. She's standing next to me.
Living with the 3 cutest kids on the planet. Ellie - Malachi - Sadie
Third time I dyed my hair - Ginger. With Sammantha again..
Sisters and cousins. From left to right, Me, Kayla (sister), Sydni (sister), Ellie/above Sydni (cousin), Sadie (cousin), and Holly (cousin).
4th time I dyed my hair. Goal was Ariel red - did I succeed?
Bubbles with Sadie - July 2012
17th birthday
Another summer at camp - These four girls further changed my life. From left to right, Katie, Isabel, Madison, and Lola. Katie was the first girl I was ever the intercessor for to lead to Christ.
5th time I dyed my hair - Orange Blonde
My favorite person in the world - Linda Romero. On her last day of camp. August 2012
One of the last times I saw my best friend Olivia Anne before I left for Hawaii.
 
 Goodbye to my other best friend Sammantha Grant. We actually spent the entire next day gallivanting around a park singing High School Musical. So this wasn't actually goodbye, but it was perhaps the best day of my life.
And then we are at the 6th time I've dyed my hair, and My mom, sister, and I in Kona Hawaii at YWAM.

So this is my life as of the past about two years. I love it:)


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