I gave myself the gift of “no pressure to write songs”. Although Aidan and I try to always be writing, I thought that since we would be busy doing holiday stuff we should not really worry about writing songs this month. Not that he worries. I worry. I obssess. When we finish a song I am usually convinced that it is the last song I will ever write.
So this month, I have made cookies, hung lights, drawn and mailed cards, shopped, wrapped and decorated. And I was given the gift of a song.
I should explain that we have been working on a project that will result in a new CD. It is more specific and focused writing than we have done in a while. It has been more difficult than expected. I know that my brain has been slowly meditating on the ideas but I was not “working” on a song. And then Aidan played some notes, and I sang some words. Suddenly there was a song. I cleary see where the song came from. I understand the inspiration, and the path from inspiration to song. But I had never given this any active thought.
Hope you find some magic this holiday season.