Birth, Snow & Gratefulness

Last week as I celebrated the long-awaited release of my CD with a concert and party and with so many friends and supporters in the room, I was filled with gratefulness. It was a night to remember, a night of goodness, a night to treasure. I wore a party dress – it was a coming out party of sorts, with both my album and me coming out artistically. A project was born. Sea of Tears was officially released with my first music video! We had done it. The band was kickin’, the room was bulgin’ and these songs that have meant so much to me over the years were now becoming songs for others to share.

Like most births, there was a certain chaos to the night (all the event planning and last minute details) and definitely much travail in the prelude, but in spite of that, there was a profound sacredness. As I played, I felt the fruition of all of the struggle and doubts of the last year, and I felt it – I felt His pleasure. And the words of The Artist's Way came back to me, "Creativity is God's gift to me. Using my creativity is my gift back to God." As an artist, there is a language of symbols and metaphors that I understand perhaps more than your average accountant – and one that has been consistent over the last couple of years has been snow. It has spoken to me of uniqueness, newness, being, becoming, playfulness, and pleasure. And when it was all over and the last chairs had been put away, the car loaded up with antipasto, and tired teenagers, we headed towards home. And as we did, within just about a half-mile radius of our home, we entered a winter wonderland. And as we pulled up to the house, the beauty and serenity of the snow covered scene spoke to me, tears came, and I knew it was a gift. And it was almost like the sappy hallmark movie that I sometimes just can’t resist much to the chagrin of my family. The scene changed dramatically and even the cosmos confirmed that this was indeed a special night – full of wonder and newness. And I was truly surrounded in peace, joy and love – and gratefulness. So much gratefulness.

And so this week has been one of reflection, thanksgiving, and rest, soaking in the goodness of this milestone. Too many times I have failed to breathe in the intoxicating joy all around me in order to continue to move onward and upward at a pace that doesn’t allow for exhale. My reflection seems quite fitting as we enter the holiday season. It is not so much about presents but presence. Not about overload but about simplicity. Midst the hustle and the bustle, there is wonder, birth, presence, delight, hope, peace, and love – the themes of advent, of sacred waiting, and of joy.




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  • Leigh Buchan Harvey

    Leigh Buchan Harvey

    Great reflections, Jessica. Good to "hear your story" and hear what has been going on from the inside. It takes tremendous fortitude and stick-to-it-ness to accomplish what you have. Soak it in. Enjoy it. Breathe it for a bit...inhale and exhale...sweet!

    Great reflections, Jessica. Good to "hear your story" and hear what has been going on from the inside. It takes tremendous fortitude and stick-to-it-ness to accomplish what you have. Soak it in. Enjoy it. Breathe it for a bit...inhale and exhale...sweet!

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