…que el Señor de la creación / Me queria conocer, Le importaba mi dolor? G D Em / D C D C (D D DU)
june 1st 2010
So strumming on beat may not be my strong point (yet), but I was really excited to find a whole bunch of bilingual worship songs, especially since I heard quite a few of them while I was down in Nicaragua for the last 5 1/2 months or so, and in Mexico for the two months before that.
Who am I? I´m kinda still figuring that one out, but I’m taking the slight twinges of jealousy that pops up when others worship with a guitar in hand and learning to do that too (and I’m getting my daily Spanish fix at the same time so you can’t beat that!).
I am a violinist who didn´t practice b/c she was too afraid of annoying someone; an artist who looks at one or two past pieces and wonders whether it was a fluke, a lucky accident that couldn´t possibly happen again. I am an explorer who´s willing to take that risk and try again regardless.
I´m digging up a treasure that I left deep in the backyard for safe keeping and deciding it´s too valuable to let it remain surrounded by dirt. The heart is a tricky thing. Dreams might not get completely squished if stuck in a box below the ground, but if you pave a road over it, they´re still getting stepped on.
I need to write – always have, always will – but I do not need an audience. I am doing what I do in plain sight so that if the words are meant for someone else, they have a possibility of getting there.
¿quién soy yo? Soy Valeria. Valerie, valient, strong. I am grabbing hold of the promise of life and not letting go, and inviting you to come along and see what that might look like for me if you so choose. I hope you leave here encouraged with a shovel in hand to raid the backyard and rediscover whatever may be waiting for you right beneath the surface.