EVERYTHING HAS LED ME TO THIS PLACE

This photo was taken at a recent performance of mine. I play two songs every other Tuesday at Kulak’s Woodshed where I am very comfortable.

This photo was taken at a recent performance of mine. I play two songs every other Tuesday at Kulak’s Woodshed where I am very comfortable.

My title is a lyric line from my song “Somewhere I Can’t See.” Below is a recent acoustic recording of my song:

Somewhere I Can’t See Acoustic-6/1/16 Copyright 2015 by Judy Unger

Introduction of my song at a recent performance

This is a link to where an arranged version of my song can be heard:

Story behind SOMEWHERE I CAN’T SEE

I am always trying to shift my thoughts into ones that are more positive. I can easily admit that sometimes I struggle.

Regret is something I avoid as much as I can. The first thought that comes into my mind with that word is “wasted time” and that definitely stabs at my heart. Perhaps it is because I suffered terribly from grief and lost many years because of it.

I was also unhappy in my marriage for a long time; I have never doubted my decision to divorce and do not regret that I stayed in it for so many years. I was an advocate/caregiver to my parents and children and can’t imagine how I would have coped with a divorce during those difficult years. My children are still “my everything” and I simply marvel at their beautiful growth toward becoming independent people. I have much to be grateful for.

My life completely changed after my parents’ deaths and my divorce two years ago. Regret does hit me when I acknowledge that I’ve invested enormous time and energy working on projects that I’ve discarded in the last few years. But it is balanced by knowing I’ve gained great skill and experience from that process. I also remind myself to focus on  things I “have done” rather than things I “haven’t done.”

I am able to transform any negative feelings with the statement of “Everything that I have gone through, led me to this place.”

This “place” is where I am today. I embrace all of my painful life experiences and have channeled them into my music. I am proud of the fifty songs I’ve composed and words I’ve written from my heart to share with the world.

Wearing headphones and recording my guitar, was exciting and new for me when my musical journey began in 2010.

Wearing headphones and recording my guitar, was exciting and new for me when my musical journey began in 2010.

I do miss the giddy excitement I felt for music and writing when I began this blog six years ago.

My path was uncharted and I made confident decisions that diverted all of my energy. One of them was my desire to tell my story about healing through my music as an audiobook. I hired an editor to go over my material and thought it would be easy to speak and record my own story.

I didn’t know anything about recording, but taught myself how to mix my stories with music. It was hard to admit, but after three years and several re-recordings – my first audio book came in at 10 hours and was a mess!

So after hundreds of hours of experimenting and working on it, I decided not to release it.

Last year, I had an assistant who suggested I try again. She recommended that I speak without becoming overly emotional – on my first book; there were many moments where I was clearly choked up while speaking. So I created a revised two-hour book, and carefully kept my emotions in check.

Everything ended up going wrong with it. There was too much background noise, even though the engineer assured me it was just fine. I  hired a professional to do the audio edits. She edited a few chapters; then delayed the project for 6 months before she disappeared. By then, I had parted ways with my assistant, too.

I was very frustrated. I finished the remaining audio edits and re-recorded two stories that were recorded to low. I paid for mastering only to be told, “Your recordings aren’t up to the quality standards required by Audible.”

I was so proud of my oldest son at his graduation from college three years ago. He attended the same state college I did.

I was so proud of my oldest son at his graduation from college three years ago. He attended the same state college I did.

For weeks, I languished with disappointment and wondered about where I wanted to go with my journey. One evening, I was feeling very down and my oldest son and I began talking. I shared with him my disappointment about feeling I had wasted a lot of energy working on my failed audiobook project for five years.

As a backdrop, I want to mention that after my divorce, my son told me he suspected I was going to profit with my book and that was part of my motive to end my marriage. Writing and admitting that is embarrassing, but I really was a bit over-the-top with the excitement that I was going to become famous with my music and stories.

I think all of my children have seen that before and after my divorce, I’ve devoted so much of my energy to writing and music without any kind of monetary compensation. It was really my passion and therapy that helped to heal me.

My voice choked up and I became teary when I shared my recent frustration with my son.

He told me that he wondered why I had recorded an audio book in the first place. Even if it had been recorded properly, he had an issue with my speaking voice and told me I sounded unnatural. I knew what he meant, but had hoped I’d improved with experience.

Then he said, “Mom, I think it also applies to your singing. You have a nice singing voice, but with another singer, your songs might sound better. I wish I could be your manager. There are successful singers on YouTube – if one of them sang one of your songs, that could open doors for you.”

I listened to his ideas, but was still very down. Where had all my passion and enthusiasm gone? I had no energy to pursue the things he mentioned.

But then he really touched my heart and said, “Mom, there’s one thing about you that is your true talent. You are an amazing writer. Your stories and lyrics are what you do best. If you stop doing all the recordings and let someone else do that – it will free you up to write more.”

My eyes filled with tears because I realized how wise he was; it made sense.

After our conversation, I felt my energy return. It was time for me to look for a new path to follow!

In this photo, I am playing my classical guitar at the age of twenty.

In this photo, I am playing my classical guitar at the age of twenty.

© 2016 by Judy Unger and http://www.myjourneysinsight.com. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Judy Unger with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

About Judy

I'm an illustrator by profession. At this juncture in my life, I am pursuing my dream of writing and composing music. Every day of my life is precious!
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10 Responses to EVERYTHING HAS LED ME TO THIS PLACE

  1. Bless you, Judy, in your many endeavors you keep a full plate at all times, the way it appears.

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    • Judy says:

      Thank you so much, Leland. Honestly, my plate was very full when I was an advocate for my 3 children who had special needs and a caregiver for both my parents. In contrast, this full plate is completely inspiring and fun. I never want it to be discouraging since I’m free now to put my energy anywhere I want to. That freedom is something I’m still amazed by!

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  2. Judy keep doing what you love, the journey is always worth every moment you spend on the thing that is your passion!

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    • Judy says:

      Aw, I plan – I never want to lose this passion again. I was so deadened for decades and even if I spin my wheels, it’s all been meaningful and beautiful for me – wherever it may go! Thank you for giving me a big smile and leaving your sweet comment.

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  3. Carol Walkey says:

    someone once told me that every hurt you go through, every great experience you have, makes you who you are today. and i really like who you are.

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    • Judy says:

      Oh, Carol, make my day! I think it’s no coincidence that you popped back into my life at this time – I want to get this book out there. I found a wonderful woman who can read it for me and that will really free me up to work on the writing. Looking forward to seeing you on Monday!! Thank you again for taking the time to read and comment. I really like who you are, too.

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  4. Your oldest son sounds very special … I smiled as I read your conversation … how wise he is. I wish you all the success in the world. ❤

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    • Judy says:

      Gloria, thank you so much for your lovely comment. I’ve been worried about you. I hope Skip is continuing to improve.

      Yes, my oldest son and all of my children are very special. Glad it gave you a smile. And as far as success goes, I am living my dream so that is enough for me!

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      • I’m so happy for you, Judy. Your photo reflects happiness! I’m so happy to say that Skip is doing better each day, he is driving some, and does things around the house to get stronger. He eats good. I’m so happy!

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      • Judy says:

        That’s wonderful about Skip – wow, Gloria – you’ve been through so much. I wish you a wonderful summer and am thankful things turned around. I give you all the credit for making it happen.

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