Today I was standing on my tip toes singing at the top of my lungs. The sound reverberated and echoed throughout the house. It was thrilling to my soul and physically invigorating. I was working hard, because these lungs of mine are a bit out of shape. It took all the wind I had to fill my lungs and belt the sound from deep inside. The words to an old gospel song filled our home with music and it made me melt inside. I remembered how much I love singing and playing the piano. It was a bittersweet moment. And for just a few minutes I reflected on the memories of making music.
I am a classically trained musician and for years I made my living teaching and performing. I would never have imagined that I would trade music for another occupation, but I did. I sold my beautiful Yamaha piano 7 years ago, and our family gave up our worldly good in exchange for the road less traveled...literally! We bought an RV and hit the road with nothing more than faith and dreams in our pockets. What happened was miraculous! Orders for the jewelry came in and a business was born. Our dream to share our story with the world also became a reality, only it didn't happen like we expected. Dreams are kind of like that. We see one thing but often God has other ideas. Our lives were launched in a new direction all because we dared to step out into the deep and explore the possibilities.
I believe people feel the passion and artistry that is inside me when they look at what I have created. That is so meaningful! To me, the value of our jewelry is exponentially more, because it was birthed from our lives as musicians. I have exchanged making music on an instrument to making guitar strings sing a new tune as jewelry. So in a way, the music still lives on! Who knows, maybe it's time to buy a new piano and rebuild those skills I once excelled at. I do miss the music!