Writing was challenging for me these last couple of weeks. Partly because of daily (and not so daily) life that gets in the way and takes up all of me if I’m not mindful, and partly because (watch out, incoming confession) I am not a master of self-discipline. Usually when I start out with something (anything, really) I am very enthusiastic, but often my zeal will dissipate and things get sloppy. Of course, I was aware of this when I first said I would write something every week – and now you are, too. Small point of attention, yes – hence this project. Because they say that being an artist is about 10% inspiration and 90% perspiration (ratios vary depending on whom you ask) (sorry about all these parentheses by the way), it might be a good idea for me to sweat a little, if you know what I mean.

That being said, the song I chose for this week marks the return to my musical creativity when I thought I might have lost it forever (read Note #3 if you’d like to revisit that). In January 2011, I was in Arizona for the first time, doing a workshop at Linda Kohanov’s Eponaquest. The workshop was about intuitive wisdom and creativity and contained many meditative and mystical elements. After a particularly intense shamanic journey themed ‘becoming the horse’ I wrote down Rasa’s Song just like that, under the stars in the Arizona desert. It was the first song I’d written in years. At the time, I meant to compose music to it when I got home, but it stayed the way it was – magical, mystical and pure.