Trying to keep trusting intuition and the creation of resilience.
As the strong winds pick up I am noticing the sonic variances that the tide is responsible for. This is a brand new discovery. It is astonishing. Today's heavy fogged high tide creates a sunken sound which poses a challenge in getting the melodies to rise above the low air mass. Even the usually light and fluttering birds singing that rings throughout the cave are masked and anchored by the weight contained in the salt air. It’s a struggle to dig deeper into the instrument to produce the desired sounds but this is often the nature of things. “Accept the things you cannot change.” That is my take-a-way from all the religious doctrines I endured.
Similar weather conditions are expected for the next session, so my aim is to travel into the darkest minor tuning I have and use the weight and lower registered sounds to my advantage. Rather than fight and struggle, I want the process to flow downstream on a river and use the variables (broken fingernails, wind, fog, rain, cold, tide, vehicles, etc..) to harness whatever sound that wants to come alive. To explore the hardships of existence and realize that the nature of it all can be looked upon as a gift, and every challenge an opportunity to learn, grow and evolve.
