When in Fear

When in fear I tremble, the unknowns far too many to bear, my bravado drained dry by seemingly one epic battle to the death after another in an endless ballet of karmic missteps. All too easy to feel the weight of the world crushing down on me, with answers always coming, coming, but never soon … More When in Fear

Day Nine in Madrid: A Contrabass Mission Impossible in Madrid and- Finally- Museo del Prado!

Today was the last day of ClarinetFest,  filled with closing ceremonies, recitals, farewells. and clarinet choirs. The exhibitors had already packed up, as Sunday is traditionally the shortest day of the conference, and many people had already departed for home or for the next leg of their European travels. It has truly been a wonderful … More Day Nine in Madrid: A Contrabass Mission Impossible in Madrid and- Finally- Museo del Prado!

Day Five: Slaying Dragons and Finding my Way in Madrid

   The first day of ClarinetFest in Madrid was incredibly inspirational, full of great music, exploration, and the slaying of a few personal dragons. The more time I spend in this city, the more I fall in love…and the more I learn about myself. Gifts of every kind, from hearing players that make me remember … More Day Five: Slaying Dragons and Finding my Way in Madrid

Day Four: Out and About on the Streets of Madrid

  Me with our wonderful ICA President, Maxine Ramey. I am learning so much from her solid leadership.  Today has been long and full, with lots of walking up and down the hilly streets of Madrid, and greeting the slew of clarinet players who have begun arriving for ClarinetFest. The festival begins tomorrow morning, and the … More Day Four: Out and About on the Streets of Madrid

 Day Three: Crossed Eyes and Other Magic in Madrid

Day three in Madrid has been a long one filled mostly with business…but I’m in Madrid, so that is perfectly fine with me. I am so enjoying working as Secretary of the Board of Directors for the International Clarinet Association. The other Board members are completely dedicated and devoted to the organization, and it’s great … More  Day Three: Crossed Eyes and Other Magic in Madrid

Night Flight

     Flying through inky darkness, Crossing time zones, leaving one world behind, One world ahead.  We departed to billowy clouds, soft and gentle, Home. Hot towels, tiny meals, cramped quarters, That and a passport, the easy price to pay for adventure of this kind.  Transformative.  But for now we race through the night, Fleeing … More Night Flight