Last Saturday I had the rare opportunity to participate in a two-hour yoga, meditation and chanting workshop led by my daughter. I thought I might be out of my element, possibly the only non-singer in the room, and potentially not able to do all of the yoga. Fortunately, none of that turned out to be true and I settled in for two very enjoyable and fascinating hours.
Some who know me might wonder why I even cared to "free my voice." And I'll bet there are plenty of people who think I've always freely spoken my mind and have had no trouble speaking in public, or even singing in public. Even the name of this blog suggests that I am a pretty opinionated person who feels free to share what I think in this public forum.
That may be who I am on one level, but there is a "but" to all of that, and it has to do with the fact that in my poetry, I haven't quite gotten "there" in freeing my emotional voice, hence, my poems may be well-crafted, but not, perhaps, evocative or spoken in my authentic "heart-voice," as I would name it. And I know I tend to avoid writing about anything emotionally difficult for me. I think that the workshop on Saturday started me on the path to trying to fathom how I can get past my rational self to find my heart center and then, express it. A big thank you to Sarah for all her help in unlocking the creative process for me through this wonderful afternoon, and earlier in January in her e-course Renew Your Creative Voice.
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