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Even Without the Keys
Last week, my piano went in for reconditioning—and for the first time in 12 years, I found myself without it. What began as a reflection about missing my piano became something deeper: a story about my father, the lessons he left behind, and what remains even when something essential feels missing. Keep reading →
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Are We Supposed to Applaud?
A quiet question at a Tea Party—“Are we supposed to applaud?”—led me on a journey that reshaped how I think about music, connection, and what it means to receive. Keep reading →
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Reflections on Turning 60: A Birthday Journey in Nashville
I woke up early Sunday morning on my 60th birthday… in a hotel room in Nashville, TN. Appropriate, really. I’ve always loved the town. Leading up to the day, I felt ready for this milestone. It’s been an incredible month—our London trip, the recording of the London Symphony Orchestra… truly more than I could have… Keep reading →
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Big Stories Begin with a Little Phone Call
These days, I seem to live in two main places: the piano bench and the phone. I practice for our upcoming album, then pause to make phone calls — fundraising calls, planning calls, follow-up calls, and all the little conversations that seem to keep a large project moving forward. So lately I’ve been thinking about… Keep reading →
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The Sound That Was Waiting for Me
I sat down on the wooden pew at the back of the sanctuary. I had only one purpose for being there: To audition them. For the third time in one year, I had turned down a request to step in as Music Director at their church. After saying no three separate times, I finally thought… Keep reading →
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We Said It Out Loud
Last week, I wrote about things that feel too big to put into words. The kind of experiences that sit heavy in your chest — not because they’re unclear, but because they matter so much. Writing them down can feel like living them twice. And sometimes, once is enough. But this week, something shifted. We… Keep reading →
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Some Things Are Too Big to Write Down
Some things are simply too big to write down. Cancer.Toddlerhood.A creative project that’s still becoming. When you’re in the middle of something big, writing it down can feel overwhelming. Once we begin to open up our inner world, it’s hard to know where to stop. It can feel like an all-or-nothing endeavor—and if we can’t… Keep reading →
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The Cycle of an Artist
During the holidays, I finally did something that had been long overdue — I cleaned off my desk in my studio office. To be honest, it had reached the point where I needed emergency help. So I asked ChatGPT if it would help me organize my life… starting with my office. A plan appeared on… Keep reading →
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What Did We Learn From This?
A Tribute to My Friend, Carol “No crying, unless there’s blood or broken bones.” That line made me smile as Troy, the son of my dear friend, began his tribute to his mother. “That’s been our family motto as we’ve raised our four children,” he continued. “But today is an exception.”Spoken more as a disclaimer… Keep reading →
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