In the past months, I have written various blogs about singing, and vocal problems, but on this day, I am writing about a different topic.
That topic is “today”.
Yesterday, overwhelmed by sadness, I deleted the telephone number of three people from my phone. One lost to cancer, one to an accident, and one to age.
Deleting their numbers could be likened to a second farewell to those who had passed from this world, and from my life. The numbers are gone, but the people remain as vividly as if they walked amongst us still.
How often do we say “One day, I am going to….” ?
“One day” is this day, today.
When I lost my voice to thyroid cancer, I knew from the outset that I would fight to get it back, but also that there was no guarantee. I consoled myself by spending time on my other passion, horses, and retraining Standardbred horses to new careers as riding horses after racing. Many times, previously, I had said, “One day, when I am not busy working, I will….. go back to Italy for a holiday, take my horses to shows, return to performance on stage more, write a book, start a website, set up a studio for people who can’t access a teacher due to distance.” One day, but I was always too busy for that one day, until I became very ill. I spent three years battling the illness, and trying to get back a voice I had always, and without an iota of gratitude, simply taken for granted. I will continue to race this adversity to the finish line for the rest of my life, but there will be no more “One days” for me, and I will never take my voice for granted ever again.
Yesterday, I deleted the number of Bert, a pianist, who was a dear soul, a true gentleman. I will miss him terribly at the Charity concerts. I will miss playing our hacked versions of Stride Piano, and I will miss his bright smile, and shining spirit, and his enduring love of music. Vale Bert. You have gone to sleep now, and taken your music with you, but it lives on in my memory.
Let there be no more “One days”… life is transient, and we must make the most of each and every glorious day we have left, to enjoy the beauty of this world. It is never too hot, too cold, too windy. Every day is a gift. If you have passions, pursue them, and don’t let age or adversity stand in your way.
I am waiting for my three mastered songs, and they will be released this week. I have to go back and sing one of my others again because I am not happy with it. As an infamous Australian once said, “Such is life.” We are all human. We endeavour. We make mistakes. We learn. It’s all right… so long as we do not give up.
I have set up the website, and am working on Skype lessons for students who are disadvantaged by health or distance. I have taken my horses to shows, returned to performance with only half a voice, and I fully intend – as soon as possible – to return to Italy for a holiday. Cancer came along and did me a favour in some ways.
These charming roses were lingering on a picket fence as I walked towards the house of a student. Velvet red, breathing their scent into the soft evening, and resting languidly on the fence, seemingly aware of how beautiful and enticing they would be to those passing by. Last week, they were faded, petals falling, bruised by the sun and wind.
“One day,”. Those two little words mean nothing at all until you take the first step. Follow your dreams, let nothing stand in your way, and pursue your passions as though it is your last day on Earth…….