Alchemy-Singing

I practiced the song several times in the car on the drive down. My sister helped me with my selection. We agreed that I had a good chance of hitting all the notes with a Carol King song.

I felt nervous and excited as I made my way up the steps of the church. I needn’t have been concerned. They didn’t ask me to audition, and it quickly became obvious that all skill levels were welcomed to the group.

We sang for over an hour to a piano and guitar. The songs ranged from The Monkeys to Andy Williams. The lyrics were printed on flipchart paper and clipped on an easel.

The fellow next to me had great enthusiasm and knew all the na na nas. Sometimes he was ahead of the music which challenged me to keep the timing.

Of the dozen singers, there wasn’t one I particularly connected to; yet there was a cheerfulness in the room that I resonated with. My nervousness disappeared and I felt proud of myself for showing up. After all, how often do I have the opportunity to just sing songs?

Singing-so simple and joyful, for a change.