It’s the last day of September 2015. What a month it has been. I don’t want it to enter the history books without my acknowledging it, if even in some small way.
After posting on Facebook a picture of a meal I had cooked using ingredients I bought at my local farmers’ market, my friend Robin asked me if I had ever made hodge-podge. I didn’t know what it was, so I learned on Google that hodge-podge is a Nova Scotian dish made in the late summer/early fall that includes seasonally appropriate produce, including potatoes, green beans, and carrots. I planned to try making it last weekend, but I learned that the coconut oil I have (extra virgin) isn’t suitable for making vegan butter, as it’s too “coconutty” in flavor. Who knew? When I’m done with this jar of coconut oil, I’ll look into getting refined coconut oil. Anyway, I thought “hodge-podge” is the perfect title to describe this musing, made up of memories that were made this month.
Here are the experiential ingredients that made September 2015 come alive for me:
- Releasing my new song “Vesta”*
- Celebrating my birthday with my mom at HanGawi, a beautiful vegan restaurant here in NYC
- Watching Finding Neverland and Something Rotten! on Broadway with my mom, who has been my Big Apple, Broadway theatre-going buddy for 19 years now (thanks, Mom!)
- Seeing Elizabeth Gilbert (author of Eat Pray Love) talk about creativity, mysticism, and her new book, Big Magic (which I am loving and savoring slowly)
- Performing for the third time with Sing for Hope
- The first two times I performed, I sang a cappella. This was my first time performing with my guitar outside the comfort of my home (and local park).
- I also performed an original song I wrote for my mom nine years ago, and it was well-received each time I played it.
- I got firsthand experience of the show biz phrase, “The show must go on.” Despite getting a sore throat on Saturday, I made a quick recovery. I didn’t get to cover a song I’ve been preparing for weeks because I didn’t have full access to my upper range and, believe me, this song requires it. However, I was able to revisit my own humble catalog of original songs and let my own work take precedence over the cover. Thank you, sore throat, for encouraging me to step out as an artist. In hindsight, I see what you did there.
*Speaking of Vesta, my friend and soul sister, Lindsey, who has one of the biggest and most generous hearts I know, sent me a piece of the Universe for my birthday…
It’s from a specific type of meteorite (an HED meteorite) that landed in Africa. Lindsey didn’t know I was writing a song about Vesta until I released it on my SoundCloud. I didn’t know that Lindsey loves meteorites and had a piece of Vesta until after I released my song. She told me that when she looked up information about a specific meteorite she had, she learned that they are from the asteroid Vesta! I know, right?! What makes this even cooler? When I received the inspiration to write a song about Vesta, I used this inner flame work of art by Lindsey to help guide my way and see the song through to its completion. I know, right?!
Given the way this all unfolded, I’ve no doubt in my mind that this is my own personal, tangible evidence of Big Magic at work. I’d like to think Elizabeth Gilbert would agree.