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I hope you’re enjoying these last vestiges of October, probably my favorite month. The weather has already started changing, and at this point, I’ve had at least 8+ weeks to finally get it through my skull that summer is over.
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Oh hello candy eaters -

I hope you’re enjoying these last vestiges of October, probably my favorite month.  The weather has already started changing, and at this point, I’ve had at least 8+ weeks to finally get it through my skull that summer is over.  (Some of you know I love summer hate everything else.)  Forever on brand, I hate transitions, so I need every single day of those 8 weeks to appreciate that we are in a new season.

I like summer as much as Claire and Jack like Hannah.

Last week, I told you about how I’m letting go of the overwhelm, and in order to do that, I’m just actually not doing things on my to-do list.  Well, somehow, all is looking up a little.  And you know where it started? At the piano of course.

I’m lucky enough to have the same piano that I’ve had since I was 11 years old.  When it was time to upgrade from the very vintage upright piano that we had in the house, my parents scoured the estate sales for the right instrument.  This one had belonged to a pianist who had passed away a little too early, and his sister was generous enough to give the piano to a piano family at a very below-market price.  Since then, I’ve tried my best to bring that piano with me everywhere.

Pretty much immediately, I knew that this piano felt different.  When I was feeling off, all I had to do, was sit down with no agenda, and see what happened.  The same is true today.  When I’m feeling a little unlike myself, or going through one of those dreaded transitions (like from afternoon to evening, lol), then all I have to do is go back to this instrument, and remind myself who I am.  Sampha has a beautiful song about this phenomenon:

No one knows me like the piano in my mother's home

You would show me I have something, some people call a soul

And that’s what I did.  On Sunday, I started with just playing, whatever came to mind, and I ended up writing a song that feels like it was channeled directly through my soul, picking up little pieces of myself along the way.  

And you know what gets me feeling better? Achieving something.  Writing a song.   All is right in this world. 

Let me know if you want to hear about that new song next week?

Stay safe out there, xoxo

Always, 

XIMXIA



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