Taking one step at a time. Taking one step at a time. There’s only one of me, yet I have a life crammed with enough demands for three people. And I love every jammed-full second of it. No complaints here. A taxonomy might list songwriting, performing, producing, photography, husband, minister, father, grandfather, guitar picker–but it’s still just me. I love everything I do, and I do everything I love, but sometimes when it all begins to stack up I feel just a little fragmented.
The trick to being in my position is to look at it all as if each one was a portion if grace, instead of just one more thing to get done. This week I need to complete tasks, some of which were begun a year and a half ago. I did what may be my last commercial photo shoot two weeks ago, but I am now waiting on post-production supplies so I can finish. My band is waiting for me to complete scratch-tracks so they can lay in their tracks and we can finish an demo that my manager, Short-Fuse Betty Productions can use for some new marketing. And I meet with creative, and money people next week to hammer out the particulars on a filming session I am writing songs for. Then, and this is the frosting, next week I need to go in the studio for another musician to put in harmonica tracks for a CD he is completing.
Once, when I was a brand-new tree trimmer, I watched a man climb way out on the limb of an 90+ foot elm tree to begin take out, and I turned to the boss and asked him how one man takes out such a huge tree. His reply: “One limb at a time.” A good motto for a life crammed full to overflowing!