Give yourself butterflies in your stomach

Singing lessons have taken me somewhere new! Photo: ©Kim-Lee Kho 2021

So back in March, when my life felt like a five-alarm fire, I decided to take singing lessons.

It may sound counter-intuitive, but I needed a way to carve out some time for myself when I wouldn't (wouldn't even be able to) think about all the awful things that were going on.

​This was the period leading up to my father's death, and other equally serious things besides. So I was finally desperate enough to try anything, including something that, if I'm honest, I've wanted to do (thought I should do) for decades.

The reason I am so very, very glad I decided to learn this year is well, more than one reason, but including: the inherent joy of singing, including just playing with your voice in vocal exercises; being a beginner again, which has its own joys including the constant state of discovery; and how totally it absorbs my attention, whether in class or during practice sessions.

Singing gets harder as you learn more about how to do it, because as with any skill-based activity or art you start to realize how little you knew! And that is a gift.

Do something good for yourself:

​Start something that gives you butterflies in your stomach when you think about it.

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For anyone who's interested, my teacher's name is Heather Christine, and she can be found via her website (she doesn't even know I'm writing this, I'll tell her later!).