Long day

This morning was an early start on the ministry. I gladly woke up after dreaming that my fingertips were burning from playing chords. Remnants of my earlier dream were floating around my head. I doubt though that the governing body will be going down the road of having a mini concert in between talks at the assembly to keep people perked up for the day. People were really enjoying themselves, dancing on the stage even. I just felt it was wrong for an assembly. But if it ever happens I will humbly accede to the arrangement.

Jess' conviction to finally commit to going out early preaching might turn out to be futile anyway as she had the good news of possibly going to work out in Connecticut for a few months. If she gets the job then she'll be leaving in a few days which is very short notice. It doesn't give me much time to get all the crafty things together that she was going to take back to the states with her to sell. I have been meaning to get into selling my art and crafts for years but never knew a way of going about it so always left it. I really need to find a way to earn money to stay here though as it just isn't beneficial going back to Britain for so many months. It throws your life out. Although I love seeing my friends and family, it really isn't the best thing for me or my studies. So I am going to take the time out to really get into using my talents for earning my keep. It doesn't need to make me rich. It just needs to be enough for me to be able to stay here. Jessica is really buzzing about it. Her having so much enthusiasm of it helps me to get focused onto what I need to do.

Tomorrow will be a busy day trying to create beautiful things.

Guitar start

Tonight Jess (my flatmate) decided to try teaching me some guitar chords. Like a lot of other useful things, I have long forgotten the chords I learnt while in School. As I was trying to hold the strings down on each fret was proving difficult with having nails that are not even that long, I clipped them off all in the name of Art. Muscial Art. Although they give a better grip now on the strings, my fingers do feel a bit weird having them so short. I also still have dents on my finger tips from pressing the strings down so hard. I am sure that it will all be worth it when I am able to skillfully pluck the guitar like I were Sash in the making.
The first song I am learning, as it supposedly the easiest having only 3 chords to change. A, D, A,D, A,D, A, D, E. Can anyone guess which song?..  That's right. Leaving on a jet plane. Co-ordinating hand and brain was proving to be difficult for as soon as I would hold a chord I would forget the words to the song, even though I have sung it many a time and as often as I leave on a plane. But surprising to myself and I think also to Jessica, I picked up the changing of the chords relatively quickly and was able to sing the song while strumming, occasionally somewhat hesitantly. To say I am proud of myself and geared up for putting effort into really learning how to play, I think is not untrue.
When I get the keyboard, that is sitting forlornly by the guitar in the corner, working again, then I can form my one man band. I just need to put learning the bongos on the end of my list. First things first. I need to buy a 6th string for my guitar as a friend (whom shall remain nameless) broke it while having a wee strum herself. Without it, while easier to learn having less strings to put your fingers on, it doesn't quite give the right sound.

We shall see if 6 months from now I will be serenading anyone who comes by my street with some beautiful music.

Blog out.