Blog week 2. Am I inspired to write something today. Hell yes, and hell no. The every day life looks like a roller coster. Hell and heaven coexisting. Situations that breaks my heart, and Angel's delivering breathtaking gifts. The same day. (can't wait to announce the good part... but not on the program yet... so still SECRET)
Seems to be on the edge all the time; only balanced by purpose. Because it's so unnatural to stand in front of an audience (why should I? why do I have the pretension of doing it?) mixed with the need to deliver emotions, to create a space to share them, to develop them with the others musicians, and with the audience. To make hearts keep beating. With subtle material.
Am I shy? Sure I am. But as soon as I embrace my dopple ganger- called " the artist Margot Sergent" I enter another dimension.
How could I define it ? It's magic. No more, no less.
There is a need of a beginning of anything. Like saying “yes” to the instructor for your first skydiving jump. “Are you ready to jump?” Never. Never READY to jump. Ready to make a dream come true, YES.
Even though I feel so far away of being ready to start, I will. Blog 1- week 1.
Certainly as uncertain and fearful as I was, when 7 years ago, I had the crazy idea to apply for the best jazz music school in the world. Yes, this is what I typed on my computer as a research : “best jazz school in the world”. The answer was Berklee. I called Berkeley University. Of course, I did. “You may have wanted to reach BerKLEE”. Blank.
I had been introduced to jazz, a couple years before by a bass player who went to Berklee, and even before, by a wonderful Brazilian Jazz singer who leaded to meet Archie Shepp. The legend, the one and only Archie Shepp. Whom I learned the importance of his carreer after jaming with him on stage. “Who is he?” was I asking to the sound guy backstage after having this blessed suspended moment. Eyes rolled. Me, blushing afterwards, after a quick research on internet back home.
This is certainly how a dream come true; through fears, doubts and a ton of innocence.