#1: Sing More. Join a Choir.

Being locked in closets. Getting silly putty stuck in my hair. Having my water bottle stolen, over and over and over again. Being stranded, starving, in the middle of an unfamiliar Aussie town while the rest of the choir went to dinner. Walking to an Irish movie theatre in the rain only to learn that it had just closed. Wearing the world’s most hideous dress in front of a live audience.

Meeting the people who have become my dearest friends.   Discovering that—hey, I can be good at something. Touring across the country and around the world. (I guess I could say that I’ve been on tour on three continents. Watch your back, Bono.) Laughing, and laughing, and laughing. Hearing that perfect last note of The Awakening ring off of the very back wall of the auditorium. Being welcomed in to the homes of complete strangers. Making music.

The man that hath no music in himself, nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds, is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils. William Shakespeare

This is the stuff of choir, for me. This is something I have been missing since I graduated from college and had to face the world without a space for making music. So, when I wrote this list on my 25th birthday (in May), I committed to joining a community choir. Which, I did. In September.

Forgive me for cheating, but I kind of like starting this online adventure with a perfect record. There’s nothing more satisfying than writing something on a list just so you can cross it off right away…

Sing on!

Jane