Ukulele.

You guys. I really need to get back into practicing my instruments. I’m hoping to sit for the Music Therapy Board Certification exam within a month or so. Which means I’m thinking of working. As a music therapist. Which means music. Music-making. As in music-playing.

With my history of tendonitis, I have NO interest in cram sessions that yield yuckiness.

This is not me committing (yet) to a series of a certain number of days of certain kinds of practice. But maybe a step that way. After hearing about Atomic Habits twice today, I’m thinking lots about tiny things to do often. So before getting sucked into the visible tasks that are piling around me, I’m putting in a few short (like ten minutes) practice sessions. And I’m not going to think about how long it’s been since I’ve done so.

Today’s task was picking up my literally dusty ukulele.

I’m loving this guy’s tutorial.

Here’s me playing along with lesson 1. Absolutely nothing special. Except the open box of guinea pig supplies in the background. That’s definitely special (;-p)

By Naomi Bird

Wife of tenor Nathan Bird, pianist, organist, former music therapist, writer, tea-drinker, mom of two mini-sopranos and two mini-tenors, and learner of loving the arts.

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