I just got off a Skype call with Judy Stakee and a small crowd of aspiring songwriters in her “It All Starts With A Song” retreat where I blabbed (not unsolicited), about my journey in the biz. During the Q&A someone asked what the key is to getting yourself in the “room where it happens.” It’s the answerless question I get asked all the time. Because there are simply too many answers.
Right before I got on the call I had started composing this blog. I took that as a sign. So I told the girl this: Say yes. Say yes to everything.
Wake up, look yourself in the mirror and say it.
Make the first move.
Raise your hand. If you don’t know the answer, guess.
Dare to Suck in a writing session. Say the stuff that sounds ridiculous. You never know what the ridiculousness will lead to. (I can’t believe ridiculousness is even a word.) Maybe your "kumquat" will turn into a title like “Love Knot.” (I actually quite like that. 10% for me if you write it!)
Last year after I joined a social media group called Women In Music I was immediately flooded with mail from everyone… sharing, inviting, reaching out. I made a smart folder so I could address those emails at a later time but as I was organizing it I happened to see a bit of copy from an out-of-town girl asking if anyone had a weighted keyboard she could borrow during a writing trip to Southern Cali.
Sh*t. I have one. Now what?
If I don’t respond, what does that say about me? Why did I join that community if I didn't want to participate? I wish I didn’t see that email. I’m busy. I don’t have time to lend keyboards.
I stared at her words.
Who is this girl anyway? What do I know about her? Nothing. I checked out her website. She seemed cool. Talented even. F*ck.
I wrote her back. I have one. It’s brand new. I don’t think I even used it yet. Come and get it.
She came to my house. She was from Toronto. I was just about to go to Toronto. She took the keyboard and in the next few days here’s what transpired: She booked a studio in Toronto for me to perform and do a book reading. She invited 80 women from Women In Music Toronto to the studio. She found a book store to bring copies to sell so I didn’t have to schlepp them all on the plane myself. #Heavy. As she couldn’t be there, she attended the reading via Skype (while she was HOUSE SITTING FOR ME in LA!)
I loved this girl. And now she’s in my life. And she borrows my keyboard all the time. And house sits. And takes care of my kitties.
Saying yes triggers a sequence of positive events. Not always immediately. Or obviously. Good things happen when you say yes. The Universe looks kindly upon yessers.
"Yes" opens doors. Not necessarily the ones you are knocking on. Sometimes the goal in mind totally falls through but some other magical thing happens instead. By accident? Random luck? I think not. I know you know what I mean.
Anything can happen.
Suzan Boyle won Britain’s Got Talent.
Donald Trump is the President
I got a GRAMMY Nom for a book that I once couldn’t get published.
All you college seniors who’ll be throwing your caps up soon, take heed of this cheesy blog. Go forth into the world and nod your head up and down a lot.
Get out of your dorm. Tear yourself away from a screen. Smile at strangers. (I do this all the time btw. It’s a lot of fun. Totally catches most of ‘em off guard. But in the end they usually smile back. Reluctantly. But you get to make a unique connection never had before by any 2 people on the planet.)
The more you say yes to the Universe the more the Universe says yes to you.
Enough about me.
Let me know how a yes has changed your life.
This is my sweet young friend Stacey, who borrowed my keyboard. I'd say she's putting it to good use.