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I'm back. As always, the visit with my parents meant that all my thoughts have been sucked out of my brain. That is why I now have only a tangle of half-finished thoughts and half-finished blog posts in my head. So instead of trying to write about what I've learned about myself and my parents new about the food, the presents and the fact that Christmas my son was sick, I write about the word that this year the place of my good intentions will take.

Christine Kane has written today about her New Year's ritual . Instead of the good intentions comes at her a single word to which it intends to concentrate in the year. When I first read it, I thought, "I can never concentrate on one thing!" And this is part of the problem. As I read through the list of words, but I spoke to a very particular, "effortlessness". I've even googled to find the appropriate translation: "ease". And that was a good start toward ease, because usually when I need a translation, I go to this dictionary page that I save before. I have to think more difficult as the correct address, and catch it the first time is always wrong. This time I just googled and that's it.

Since I'm from the country deeply Protestant work ethic, for me it is not easy to accept that things that are important, perhaps, can be effortless. When I was a teenager, I even called off, but me someone as a background singer for his wanted to drive. I thought that was a nasty joke. After all, I would have wished nothing better. Later found out that this was a genuine offer. Shit happens.

Something in me still thinks that important things always require hard work and suffering. I have even managed the fun out of everything I love out to operate. As I try to change me and I am a Leo, and do not like to sweat and suffer, I have tried to make it the way Sonia Choquette advises us, in the past few months, I have the universe and my "spirit guides" asked to help me. to send me gifts. And my life has definitely improved. My Share is then to be thankful and to talk about what I received. I write a good boy all in my "gratitude journal".

Most things I've made up my mind to come to me before are still hard and exhausting. So I will focus next year to ease. My life will flow in the right direction, without that I feel need to push a heavy stone up a hill. Wait from. On what you focus in the next year?

I wish you all the best. Thank you for your visit and your attention. See you next year.

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Happy Holidays

I am going tomorrow to my parents. I do not think I will be there blogging much, but I'll take the laptop. I wish you all the best and hope we'll see you again next year.

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practiced one year

Even a month ago I wanted to write about it, but then was NaNoWriMo and now I'm more than a month too late. I know that I am constantly complaining about the fact that I make too little music. And you can see it really. Every time anything is, is the first thing that goes down the drain my adequate sleep and then I play too little. But today I want to focus on something else. Last year on 9 November, I have a Practice Blogs started. Before that I had for the first time in ages again piano lessons. Although I am teaching myself, I had a total of only about six years of teaching. I am simply because of better because I've never really stopped playing. (It's crazy, but my husband is like that. If you're a teenager, there are many who play better than you do, then they get a job, they have children and stop playing. If you then slowly into the Middle age comes, you're better than them all at once.)

Return to Practice my diary. I took a few hours at a fantastic jazz Pinistin to learn because I wanted myself and my students better accompany. And I had realized at once that my music was based on strong vocals, followed by a weak piano accompaniment. So I wanted to learn to play piano better. Before that I spent years looking for the right jazz pianist. Without success. And then I realized that I already had one in the house. I'd rather they played better, but at least it does whenever I want.

So I took piano lessons and began each session with the traditional cry of the adult student: "I feel so bad because I have not practiced since last time." As a teacher, I know this from the other side. Any woman with children I have ever taught had feel they do not exercise enough. Even if they exercise enough. Guilt. I think that's a parent thing.

After a few months ago I decided to quit teaching, and finally apply what I had learned. I opened a new notebook and after a few introductory sentences I wrote down that I finally wanted to practice and make serious music. I did not continue to only about twice a week by playing a few pieces that I wanted to work on my pianistic skills or more of my musical abilities. As always, I made a plan and a list. I wrote down my goals.


I want to make music that only I can make.

I would like to improve my technique so that I no longer have the "how" must think.

I want the music to play in my head.

I want to feel at home in music.

The basis of my music is his singing and piano.

I want to be a better pianist.

And then I made a plan, I had to do to achieve these goals. Regularly improvise, get out to hear songs and so on. I wrote that I would practice on Tuesdays and Thursdays when my son was playing in the group, at least twice a week I was in the morning with my Son in the practice room and on the weekend one time and then I began at once.

Every time I played I wrote down what, when, as I felt myself and what I wanted to do next. I also gave me the sticker for the beginning of each practice. And I stuck to the calendar in my room, where they could see all the students. And I told them what the stickers. That was very motivating! Imagine you are a piano teacher and your students have to say that she has not practiced. I had fortunately not once

The whole time I was of course with what I had achieved - not satisfied. It never seemed enough. And that's kind of not, but somehow the art is on forever. Even if I would spend every waking moment with my music, it would not be enough. And that's what I've told everyone all the time: "I do not play enough, I do not write songs."

But if I had my own student, I would be very proud of me. to make music once again I have become a habit. Only very rarely more than two days pass without an entry in my diary-Practice. And we must not forget that I even if I do not "practice" games on any working day, because I teach. When I teach singing and guitar, I play all the time. When I teach piano, I often sit by and listen to for a long time, but even then I play every half hour for about ten minutes.

And my game has changed. I feel more like a pianist. My sound has changed. He sounds better. When I started it a year ago, I was desperate because my piano is so bad. And if I had € 10,000, I would immediately buy a new one, but I'm desperate for the sound not of my piano. For now I can get them to sound better than before.

Last year I was so improved. Where I previously about two times a week to play two pieces, I have right now Practice sessions, with improvisation, Scales and concentration about three to five times per week. Sometimes more often. That's good. I do not even stick more stickers where my students can see them. And play the guitar I also have found a way to take my music.

So my next goal is to do more and to improvise, not just to write songs again.

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A report after the premiere of FEZ

Nine young people on the stage play Krass and Kool. The title says it all.

The audience experienced a turbulent performance. The young visitors in the back rows had even played much. On stage, the raging "real" life. The staged images reflected familiar scenes of family, road, leisure and school. With mounted beards even had the players and their joy could not help laughing often.

was the high point of enthusiasm but then at the end. The youngsters then played "real" theater. Dressed in period costume, they could present with significant facial expressions an old German fairy tale. King and Queen, Princess and Duke showed us the ever-recurring story unrequited love and revenge, violence and death. In the end, four bodies lay on the stage.

The moral of the story: "The country needs new fairy tale" The glorification of violence begins in the nursery.

The technical problems with stage equipment were transferred again skillfully.

A successful evening. The applause was hearty. There were flowers and gifts for the actor, director and stage staff.

became clear in the ensuing discussion between the young actors and the adults that the message was accepted. A piece that should be included in future in schools and leisure facilities.

The idea is kool. The Young people like it crass.

ACTING ENSEMBLE
Ayanda, Burak Balta, Muriel Becker, Andrea Brodam, Michael Naumann, Rico Schulz, Ezgi Sen, Vanessa Valder

Director: Aysun Yontar Bird
posters: Aylin Graber
Light and Sound: Stefan Arnold
trainee, social worker Grace Krause
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Shortly before the premiere