Give the doll a caption:
in the midst of passing bravery , in the face of our own injuries, is the constant generosity of grace. It's the beauty in the tales we tell, it's the pressing on and ending well , it's the joy that comes when we give our self away ~Sara Groves
12.25.2012
12.18.2012
...six months later
Since it’s been six months, it is time for a blog post, but since it has been that long, “let me sum up”.
Between June 17th and now:
- I held a part-time job (that wasn’t work study) and a large credit load simultaneously, and was mostly successful. But I don’t want to do that again.
- Experience continues to reinforce what I’ve learned about interpersonal relationships.
- God filled in the gaps made by disappointments and sometimes immediately replaced them with something lovely.
- I read two books for pleasure: Out of Africa, by Isak Dinesen, and The Blue Castle, by L. M. Montgomery. The Blue Castle I read during finals but Out of Africa I only partially read and it took the entire semester. More on that later.
- Affirmed for not the first and probably not the last time that social networking sites and their ilk are like black holes in my life and I do not miss them when they are not accessible.
- Time has flown.
It’s a good thing I buckled my seatbelt six months ago.
Over winter break one of my goals is to apply to internship sites to complete my music therapy degree. Internship is only a year away. By this time in 2013 I will have completed my undergraduate courses. Gone will be the days of midterms and finals, wearing jeans during the work week, staring at a computer all day, private lessons on the viola, and having month-long breaks at the end of a lot of work.
I still have two semesters at school, so my other goal is to expand my guitar skills and learn as many pop and rock songs as possible so I can just unpack an instrument and play. Next semester I take the mental health practicum, which is a mini-internship leading music therapy sessions for clients with mental health needs. In preparation I should be able to play anything from the 60’s to 90’s. This will probably be the second most difficult practicum repertoire-wise, after medicine and rehabilitation, which could be any age group and therefore any music from the 20th century into this century.
That’s me, carrying the entire shelf of music books home from my local library.
Between June 17th and now:
- I held a part-time job (that wasn’t work study) and a large credit load simultaneously, and was mostly successful. But I don’t want to do that again.
- Experience continues to reinforce what I’ve learned about interpersonal relationships.
- God filled in the gaps made by disappointments and sometimes immediately replaced them with something lovely.
- I read two books for pleasure: Out of Africa, by Isak Dinesen, and The Blue Castle, by L. M. Montgomery. The Blue Castle I read during finals but Out of Africa I only partially read and it took the entire semester. More on that later.
- Affirmed for not the first and probably not the last time that social networking sites and their ilk are like black holes in my life and I do not miss them when they are not accessible.
- Time has flown.
It’s a good thing I buckled my seatbelt six months ago.
Over winter break one of my goals is to apply to internship sites to complete my music therapy degree. Internship is only a year away. By this time in 2013 I will have completed my undergraduate courses. Gone will be the days of midterms and finals, wearing jeans during the work week, staring at a computer all day, private lessons on the viola, and having month-long breaks at the end of a lot of work.
I still have two semesters at school, so my other goal is to expand my guitar skills and learn as many pop and rock songs as possible so I can just unpack an instrument and play. Next semester I take the mental health practicum, which is a mini-internship leading music therapy sessions for clients with mental health needs. In preparation I should be able to play anything from the 60’s to 90’s. This will probably be the second most difficult practicum repertoire-wise, after medicine and rehabilitation, which could be any age group and therefore any music from the 20th century into this century.
That’s me, carrying the entire shelf of music books home from my local library.
6.17.2012
Be Still. Please. And buckle your seatbelt.
I'm in another one of those times when God doesn't feel very...close. Yes I do my usual time with Him, so we are in contact, but there's just something different. Maybe it's comparable to the transition time a soldier has to got through when the firing ceases and you find yourself somewhere peaceful. After all that commotion and pain, which for me really picked up pace about a year ago, what do you do when allowed to rest? And what do you do if you're not entirely sure if you made a Christ-honoring impact?
"Be still, and know that I am God".
Psalm 46:10 keeps echoing in my mind. I imagine God watching me run around down here with "so much to do" and "so little time". He must get a lot of laughs out of the spectacle. He probably also gets tired of trying to talk to me when I have my head stuck in a book, or a tv show, or a game. Being still is only half of what He asks. The second part requires thought, careful consideration, effort.
But alas, I must now return to studying the wonders of the human body and exceptional children. So far A&P is winning in the interest category. My music therapy classes and experience have already covered much of the other class's material, which is actually quite a blessing. One of my summer jobs involves playing in a pit orchestra. Just a warning to anyone out there who may be considering it: learning how to play keyboard (read: synthesizer) for a musical theatre production when you've been classically trained all your life is like learning to drive stick while you race other drivers. It's not just your life at stake; people are relying on you! So between Legally Blonde and A&P, not much else gets done. Thankfully I can walk to the theatre, which is at my school, so I am not wasting away.
Two funny things related to that before I go: the first time I walked there it started raining as soon as I stepped out the door. It was so exciting. No really! Yay for High Sierra backpacks (which can hold all my A&P books, a full Camelbak water bottle, Macbook, and lunch, btw) and the bright yellow rain skirt built into the bottom of mine! And huzzah for rainbows, too. One appeared right before I got back to my apartment. Definitely a God thing. And what was the other funny thing...oh.
Ha. After a couple treks I figured out how to avoid all but one crosswalk, but when I got there it took forever. I noticed that the walkman going the other way lit up, which was weird. Finally I checked out the post with the buttons and found out I pushed the wrong one. But the good thing about intersections is that normally people don't stick around too long, which means little embarrassment for me! Until I posted it. Well then.
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Good things I found:
The BBC version of Sherlock Holmes. By far the best I've seen, and jolly good music too. PBS.org lets you watch season 2 for free until 6/19.
Spotify: free music streaming! (There's a pattern here...).
Radiolab. My top favorite science podcast, tied for first place overall with Allistair Begg's Truth For Life, which is also great.
"Be still, and know that I am God".
Psalm 46:10 keeps echoing in my mind. I imagine God watching me run around down here with "so much to do" and "so little time". He must get a lot of laughs out of the spectacle. He probably also gets tired of trying to talk to me when I have my head stuck in a book, or a tv show, or a game. Being still is only half of what He asks. The second part requires thought, careful consideration, effort.
But alas, I must now return to studying the wonders of the human body and exceptional children. So far A&P is winning in the interest category. My music therapy classes and experience have already covered much of the other class's material, which is actually quite a blessing. One of my summer jobs involves playing in a pit orchestra. Just a warning to anyone out there who may be considering it: learning how to play keyboard (read: synthesizer) for a musical theatre production when you've been classically trained all your life is like learning to drive stick while you race other drivers. It's not just your life at stake; people are relying on you! So between Legally Blonde and A&P, not much else gets done. Thankfully I can walk to the theatre, which is at my school, so I am not wasting away.
Two funny things related to that before I go: the first time I walked there it started raining as soon as I stepped out the door. It was so exciting. No really! Yay for High Sierra backpacks (which can hold all my A&P books, a full Camelbak water bottle, Macbook, and lunch, btw) and the bright yellow rain skirt built into the bottom of mine! And huzzah for rainbows, too. One appeared right before I got back to my apartment. Definitely a God thing. And what was the other funny thing...oh.
Ha. After a couple treks I figured out how to avoid all but one crosswalk, but when I got there it took forever. I noticed that the walkman going the other way lit up, which was weird. Finally I checked out the post with the buttons and found out I pushed the wrong one. But the good thing about intersections is that normally people don't stick around too long, which means little embarrassment for me! Until I posted it. Well then.
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Good things I found:
The BBC version of Sherlock Holmes. By far the best I've seen, and jolly good music too. PBS.org lets you watch season 2 for free until 6/19.
Spotify: free music streaming! (There's a pattern here...).
Radiolab. My top favorite science podcast, tied for first place overall with Allistair Begg's Truth For Life, which is also great.
4.17.2012
Snippet and Ink
snippet and ink
I found this site via Bryce Covey's photo blog. It's wedding-centered, but I love it for the photo ideas. The photo of the tiny ring bearer running down the isle is the best (March 4th under Sunday Editions)! I'm really looking forward to honing my photography skills this summer. I've been negligent to the point of forgetting what an f-stop means. That's sad.
Also slightly depressing are the ponds here at school. They're being dug out to get rid of all the nastiness that accumulated thanks to the flocks of geese who (that?) have taken up residence. The fountains will be reinstalled, which will be lovely. But right now it's annoying because we have to take the long way around to get from the conservatory to the cafeteria (I refuse to call it the dining hall. It does not merit that title). So to remind myself what the ponds will eventually look like, I post this photo.
I found this site via Bryce Covey's photo blog. It's wedding-centered, but I love it for the photo ideas. The photo of the tiny ring bearer running down the isle is the best (March 4th under Sunday Editions)! I'm really looking forward to honing my photography skills this summer. I've been negligent to the point of forgetting what an f-stop means. That's sad.
Also slightly depressing are the ponds here at school. They're being dug out to get rid of all the nastiness that accumulated thanks to the flocks of geese who (that?) have taken up residence. The fountains will be reinstalled, which will be lovely. But right now it's annoying because we have to take the long way around to get from the conservatory to the cafeteria (I refuse to call it the dining hall. It does not merit that title). So to remind myself what the ponds will eventually look like, I post this photo.
2.19.2012
Favorite File
I created a new page (see the tabs above), wanting to display short blurbs, but not realizing that it won't show up as a new post. So I will post them twice, once here on the main page and then also on the "Favorite File". This new page is a way for me to keep track of things I like while also sharing them. We'll see how it goes. Don't forget to check the "Images" page for updates, too. :)
3. Everything Music Therapy
3. Everything Music Therapy
Wonder
what music therapy is? Almost everything you want to know can be found
on the American Music Therapy Association's website: http://www.musictherapy.org/.
You can find a lot of information there, including how to find an MT-BC (Music Therapist - Board Certified) in your area, which schools offer music therapy as a degree, and the competencies music therapists must exhibit when in practice.
You can find a lot of information there, including how to find an MT-BC (Music Therapist - Board Certified) in your area, which schools offer music therapy as a degree, and the competencies music therapists must exhibit when in practice.
Rule no. 1: Please don't call it musical therapy. Thank you. :)
Famous music therapists: Dr. Deforia Lane. If you want to see an MT-BC in action, google her.
Dr.
Michael Thaut (rhymes with doubt). "Father of neurologic music
therapy". He gave some great quotes for this article in the NY Times: http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/17/science/17angi.html.
2. Photographer's Websites
Take a break and enjoy some beauty.
Bright redhead with bright ideas, from the Shetland Islands: http://www.davegifford.co.uk
These two are also from the Shetland Islands and have an affinity for boats :) http://www1.clikpic.com/willsmartinsmith/index.html
Bryce Covey is a very gifted wedding and people photographer, wonderful at capturing personalities and the energy of an event. http://blog.brycecoveyphotography.com/
More to come.
1. Song lyrics that read like a poem
Band: Switchfoot
Writer: Jon Foreman
Restless
I am the sea on a moonless night,
Calling, falling, slipping tides
I am the leaky, dripping pipes
The endless aching drops of light
I am the raindrop falling down,
Always longing for the deeper ground
I am the broken, breaking seas
Even my blood finds ways to bleed
Calling, falling, slipping tides
I am the leaky, dripping pipes
The endless aching drops of light
I am the raindrop falling down,
Always longing for the deeper ground
I am the broken, breaking seas
Even my blood finds ways to bleed
Even the rivers ways to run
Even the rain to reach the sun
Even my thirsty streams,
Even in my dreams
I am restless, I am restless
I am restless, looking for you
I am restless, I run like the ocean to find your shore
I’m looking for you
I am the thorn stuck in your side,
I am the one that you left behind,
I am the dried up doubting eyes
Looking for the well that won’t run dry
Running hard for the other side
The world that I’ve always been denied
Running hard for the infinite
With the tears of the saints and hypocrites
Oh blood of black and white and gray
Death and life and night and day
One by one by one
We let our rivers run
I can hear you breathing,
I can hear you leading
More than just a feeling
More than just a feeling
I can feel you reaching
Pushing through the ceiling
'til the final healing
I'm looking for you
Until the sea of glass we meet
At last completed and complete
The tide of tear and pain subside
Laughter drinks them dry
I’ll be waiting
Anticipating
All that I aim for
What I was made for
With every heartbeat
All of my blood bleeds
Running inside me
Looking for you
Backstory: Lead singer and principal songwriter for the band Jon Foreman
wrote the song in Europe, with the intent of "trying to embody the
story of the rain," which comes from the idea that raindrops are on a
"relentless" journey back to the ocean. "I was thinking about the idea
that I'm on a journey myself," he says. "...reaching and searching and
longing for more.
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