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A new August

Welcome to my NEW and fresh web site. I have committed to writing in this area regularly with thoughts, ideas, goings-on and…who knows what!

I will start today with saying how happy we are with our NEW puppy, Norah. Australian Shepherd. Nine weeks old yesterday and very lovely.

I shall also be adding NEW info re: my tv series (with Katalina Kovecses) this week. woo hoo!

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Words of the Day 26, Aug

What a day yesterday! We went out in the canoe and swam and sat atop rocks eating picnic food and swam, and fished, and swam and read and swam…and

I guess this is what most people do…take entire days off!  What a concept.  This is the second time we have done this in the past week and our mental states have vastly improved. We have committed ourselves to doing this more….taking time.

Any of you who are self employed know how difficult, near to impossible this is to do, but we are going to strive to be better at it.  That’s is it for today!

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Words of the day August 24th

I am really going to try to keep up with new comments etc now that my Summer Events have finished. SO for today, 24th Aug I will say this.

What did the hat say to the scarf?   
 “You hang around – I’ll go on ahead.”

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In Silence I Sing – Published article

                                                                            In silence I sing

                                                                                                                                        ©Mary Murphy 2013

     I am not sure which is worse, telling a singer she may not sing, or telling an Irish person she may not talk.  Telling an Irish singer she many not sing or talk is downright cruel and I do believe is illegal in my native land.

 This scenario has been my reality though since late March. Not only was I stricken with some odd issue of a swollen Larynx, but bronchitis decided to crash the party as well, leaving me gasping for breath and unable to communicate in my normal fashion.

Now, almost June, I am able and allowed to speak again in low tones for limited amounts of time. When I try to release a singing note, while not supported, it is at least reminiscent of the voice I have known for so long.  It is definitely better than it was.  Think Tom Waits, on a bad day, with and Irish accent. That was me.

 I have learned a myriad of things about others and myself in the last two months. For instance, I completely own the fact that I am indeed a bona fide writer. How do I know this?  I carried and carry around a pad of paper and pencil so I can join in conversations.  The trouble is, by the time I write my elaborate, grammatically correct and ‘engaging’ remarks, the conversation has shifted, and I am left with a paragraph of  ‘out of date’ retorts. This has proven how quickly subjects shift in human communication and how elaborately retentive I am as a writer.

 This silence has shown me how animals don’t change conversations quickly at all. My dog came to me twenty minutes ago with a look of pleading. ‘Please Mary, can’t you see how hungry I am? Feed me, feed me something!’  I wrote her a long paragraph reminding her she was fed recently and how too much food would make her gain weight, and I even added an amusing antidote about our cat.  As I look back to her now, she is still in the same conversation, saying, ‘Please Mary, can’t you see how hungry I am?’   I like animals.

 While I have always known how supportive my husband is, this test of silence has only deepened my love for him. He quips from time to time, when I get frustrated, that he kind of enjoys the silence. What he does not understand though, is that once I am back to running on all cylinders, I will be waking him up at 2 and 3 am to tell him things I have been meaning to say for two months.

 This silence has also deepened my love and amazement for my friends, family, fans and musical presenters. The outpouring of well wishes has been staggering (in a great way). I have only once cancelled a show in my career due to illness; so canceling shows and tours was an extremely difficult thing to do. I am especially thankful to the supportive community in which I live, and the lovely person who wrote into Comox Valley Record to wish me well (and they, for publishing it). I feel truly loved, and that my friends is what this life is all about.

 This silence has awakened my other senses in a big way. Is it not astounding to see, hear, taste, smell, and know the world? Losing the ability to speak has been one of my life’s great teachings. I know that when next I am graced with a microphone for a performance, it will be a re-birth of myself in most humbling and delightful way. This has been an utterly frightening time but the light is coming through at the end of the tunnel.

I am eager to take center stage once again, but for now, since she is still pleading, I will go find a morsel my ’verbally’ repetitive dog.

                                                                In silence I trust.  In silence I sing.

 

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February 1st

Here we go folks! Thanks to the lovely Kera and Meaghan, I am actually in charge of my new web site. There will of course be items I need their expertise on, but the patience level of these two is commendable.

If you know me at all, you know technology and I have never played well in the sandbox…HOWEVER…it is a new day, and I am ready for the challenge.

 I am sure my daughter will be thrilled with my new found ‘skill’ as the poor dear has had to say innumerable times –

 “ Mother! Click and drag…click and drag!”  😯