Ok, I took some poetic and spelling liberties with the title.
It really is the most wonderful time of year. But this 2015 version, for me at least has also been interesting. It’s New Years Day as I write this. Fortunately for me that includes no discomfort from the night before. I don’t drink. Haven’t for 33 years. I guess that should be another gratitude card. There’s a possibility of seeing the new Start Wars movie this afternoon – I’ll consider it research as the next instalment of the Hero’s Journey. It wasn’t on the list of movies to watch, but I’m confident there will be a recognizable and compatible theme.
Christmas has come and gone. Little to no drama, though I do have my daughter who sometimes forgets that life isn’t an episode of 90210. Her nick name as a kid was Thea Trickle (theatrical). Still a work in progress. We’ll get there.
As I mentioned in a prior post, the last week and a half was turned with the passing of a friend. In addition to providing support and attention to his significant other, I was also drawn into service to conduct and speak at the funeral as well as play piano for the hymns and to conduct the graveside service yesterday. All of this, along with the need to keep an eye on my family members that are fighting some personal challenges has caused significant distraction from the day to day “requirements” of MKMMA, but has offered me a great opportunity to do field work – to apply and teach the principles to others and to serve. It’s time to turn back into self a little and get geared up for the second half of the course.
I’m finding the review of the big stack of cards of the most powerful things I do in the MKMMA program. It’s provides an opportunity to feel and express gratitude, a reminder that I am able, and that there have been miracles in my life that I can now explain, at least to a degree. Case in point…
A few years ago I received a call from a friend who was the Music Industry Arts program coordinator at Fanshawe college in London Ontario. It was mid August and they had a situation that required them to fill a position right away. I was asked to teach Engineering for the first year students. I accepted the position and was both excited and nervous with this new opportunity. A few days later I received a second call telling me they had made some other adjustments and that I wouldn’t be needed. I was very disappointed. I have deliberately left the crack in the hallway as a reminder that, a) taking out frustration on drywall, especially right over a double stud is both silly and painful, and more importantly, b) try better to just be patient. I had never done anything like that before or after.
A little back story…
In January of that year, I had this odd desire to have an opportunity to learn and work on a specific piece of audio gear. It’s a large recording console called an Icon. Actually, it really isn’t a traditional console at all. Very little audio actually passes through it. The Icon is a control surface for software based recording and mixing. Basically a $160,000 mouse. I had no idea where this desire came from, but it seemed like something I’d like to do. Ok, back to Fanshawe and the crack in the wall.
A week or so after the 2nd call, the bruise on my hand was pretty much gone and I got another call. “Can you teach 2nd year Engineering?”. And there it was. First year Engineering, that I was first asked to teach and then lost was taught in a studio that used a traditional analog recording console. 2nd year was taught on an Icon. The exact console I set as a goal to learn 8 months prior. Amazing.
One more quick story on the same line. While I was out west last year doing construction, I was also working on music. I had taken my whole rig out with me to be able to write and record at least outlines. The tune I included in my “twas the morning before Christmas” post last week was done out there. I’m not a country writer in particular, but this tune had taken on a country feel. I felt there was room for pedal steel so I reached out to a friend who I had used in the past to see if he could do the track for me. I’m currently having to produce this material with no budget and I asked if he’d be willing to do a pro-bono track for me, though I would certainly understood if he couldn’t. He declined and I offered my congratulations to him for taking his craft seriously and that he’d be first call as soon as I started having access to production budgets. However that left me with a tune without steel.
I had once owned a little Sho-bud student model steel many many years ago. I found the instrument fascinating both musically and as a piece of machinery. This was all prior to the MKMMA program, but I have studied the kind of material we are discovering together for many years. I remember sitting on the edge of the bed one morning and saying out loud “I need a pedal steel so I can get this tune finished”. I made a call to a former student that I knew had this knack of coming across cool and unusual instruments. I explained that I was looking for a used steel that frankly someone just wanted to get out of their garage. I couldn’t afford to pay for a player, I certainly couldn’t afford a new instrument. “Leave it with me”.
3 hours later I received an email back. “I’ve got a little Sho-Bud student model steel here that needs a little love and I’m just not using. It’s yours. Come and get it”. The exact model I had owned 30+ years earlier.
Folks, I don’t understand the mechanism. I do believe there is a God. I use the traditional syntax for the Universal Mind. May not be PC. Don’t care. I’m beginning to see that there truly are laws set in place that we cannot circumvent. Many we wouldn’t want to circumvent – they are their for our benefit. Actually, I guess all universal law is there for our benefit. It can just be uncomfortable when we ignore or forget that reality. But it can also be wonderful and miraculous.
Have a great New Year. 2016 is shaping up to be a first year that I will be able to embrace with a new set of tools and understanding, with many ragged ends of information I have gathered over the years, now neatly packed into greater understanding and applied with commitment and faith.