At the beginning of October I embarked on a Songwriting Challenge for myself to write one new song a week for one year. Yes, one whole year!

A few weeks later I attended a daylong seminar put on by the Songwriters Association of Canada (SAC) called Songposium, which was focused on many aspects of the songwriting process including the anatomy of a song (by Rob Wells), publishing & licensing (by Jeff Dalziel), and licensing for film & television (by Amy Fritz). It was a full day, with the perfect of amount of insight that inspired me to include more co-writes as a contribution to my songwriting process and the yearlong challenge I have before me.

Check out my first post about my co-write with Dayna Shereck and stay tuned on the blog for more on how my Songwriting Challenge is going!

The Artist’s Way – Morning pages (excerpt) – Week 7

I woke up today thinking about how we are so many things, all at once, to so many people. No wonder its hard to think about who we are to ourselves. We choose to spend all of our time pleasing other people. We think about being a good daughter, a good friend, a good lover, a good employee, a good listener, a good example, a good mentor, good company, a good sister, a good leader, a good team player. When do we choose to focus on being good ourselves?

The positive side of being there for others and giving back, means our lives are full. But are we fulfilled?

“We all have the capacity to love and be loved in so many ways.”

It’s important to embrace our capacity for love, but if we don’t love ourselves first, and take care of our own dreams, no one will do it for us.

While the sun fuels me with boundless energy and delight, there is something to be said about the rain. Perhaps the rain doesn’t get enough credit. So while i washed up the dishes, and boiled the kettle for my second cup of tea, i thought about the rain falling outside, and these are the thoughts that filled me with gratitude.

sleeping in guilt free

hot tea to soothe my soul

the patter of rain on my windows

time slowing down

sweet solitude

writing my next song

reading that book i’ve been too busy to pick up (or not)

doing absolutely nothing

listening to music

playing my guitar

the promise of tomorrow

It’s a lazy grey day out there today which begs the question. How does the rain make you feel?