Change

This weekend has been a busy one for sure. Theme of the weekend: the only thing constant is change (and God). I’ve decided that change is something that must be embraced. Change should not be dwelt upon. The best thing to do is to keep moving forward and live in the moment.

Like tonight. My roommate, our adopted roommate Daphne, and I made turkeys out of construction paper by tracing our hands. That was so much better than homework, or dwelling on the fact that my life feels like an endlessly rotating kaleidoscope.

Earlier this evening I performed with my beloved Women’s Chorus of the University of Utah. I wasn’t too thrilled about having a show on a Sunday, but it was unavoidable. However, the music was very uplifting. There is nothing quite like singing in a choir. How is it that on stage I can focus impeccably but not in yoga? Maybe it’s the bright lights and the pressure of the audience in the dark expanse beyond--but I think that it’s the music.

My favorite song tonight? (or perhaps EVER) Weep No More by David Childs. The text is taken from the first stanza of a poem by John Keats.

Shed no tear--O shed no tear!
The flower will bloom another year.
Weep no more—O weep no more!
Young buds sleep in the root’s white core.
Dry your eyes—O dry your eyes,
For I was taught in Paradise
To ease my breast of melodies—
Shed no tear

I love my girls in Women’s Chorus! There is nothing like participating in inspiring music with amazing people. (Like Katie, the amazing accent girl!)

-Just Little Old Me(g)