Extraordinary

3 Feb

I spent a happy half-hour this morning going through music in the Big Band folder and making lists. We’ve got a dance gig coming up on Saturday and after that there’ll be a gig-less (tee hee!) stretch until we hold another dance at the Yukon Arts Centre in April. I’m already getting excited about that one because it looks like I’ll get to sing for it. (Exclamation marks are being withheld with great effort.)

Rebekah, our lovely vocalist, is most likely going to be away on a band trip at that time (school band – she’s a teacher) so having a back-up vocalist for the Big Band will actually come in handy for the first time. And I shall now say no more on the circumstances because, after all, I like Rebekah and too much enthusiasm would be unseemly.

(!!!!!! Oh my! Excuse me!… !!!! Oh, dear. How embarrassing.)

What can I say, it’s the diva in me. But hey, I’ve been a goody-two-shoes all my life and singing is how I get my high. When I sing, I forget to be shy, or concerned about my long list of “to do”s, or the fact that I’d really like to lose a few pounds, or whatever. When I sing, I get to feel like I’m doing something extraordinary, and when there’s an audience… well, I can’t explain the energy, but I might as well be flying. All I know is that everything feels just right. And that’s not something that happens every day.

What do you do to feel extraordinary?

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3 Responses to “Extraordinary”

  1. Nita February 6, 2008 at 9:53 am #

    I dance! When I dance, I feel this great big bubble of joy fill me up from the inside out. Extraordinary!

  2. Chelle February 6, 2008 at 9:56 am #

    Nothing like a bit of musical expression to make you feel your best!
    Monday night at dance class, we did some improv work to a few soulful blues tracks. Bellydancing to the blues… sounds a bit silly, but it felt great! I wasn’t expecting to enjoy it so much, but I had a smile plastered on my face the whole time. That felt pretty extraordinary!

  3. fawnahareo February 6, 2008 at 12:26 pm #

    Nita, meet Rachelle. Chelle, meet Nita. My two beautiful bellydancing friends!

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