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Perpetual Anticipation

So, here I am three days before Christmas, up to my eyeballs in projects, and totally loving it.

I’ve given my choir some challenging music over the past few months, and it kind of comes to a culmination for the Christmas Eve service. I’m so proud of them, how they’ve risen to every challenge I’ve presented. I can’t wait for the glorious music we’ll make on Saturday night.

Company rehearsals have begun, and I’m loving every second of it. I’m starting to really think that I’m so much more cutout for this side than for the acting side :) I have fourteen people in this cast that I just adore (and if I didn’t know them before this, it’s quickly becoming evident that we’ll be the best of friends soon), doing a show that I’m so in love with. Goodness all around.

In a couple of weeks, I start my job at LCC. Honestly, right now I’m about equal parts excitment and terror, but I know that I’m capable of doing this job. And doing it well. I just don’t like not having all the pieces in place right now, but they’ll get there soon.

I’ve been asked to work back at Cornwell’s in April, which I’m sure will be a lot of fun once again. I have a handful of people that are getting voice lessons for Christmas, and I hope that at least a couple of them will continue on after that. I have a few other projects in the works for the spring as well.

How blessed am I? I’ve been praying a lot over the past few months for direction and guidance. It’s been scary, not knowing if I was missing other opportunities by staying here in Lansing, if I was playing it too safe and not taking the chances I need to be taking.  But in the end, I knew that I wouldn’t be let down. That if I listened, really listened, that it would all be right there in front of me.

So now this anticipation of wondering “what’s coming next” has turned into “what else is coming next.” It’s a lovely feeling, knowing that I can in fact call myself a music professional. And imagine, what a great place to be in looking at starting a new year.


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