Confession: I sing in the shower.
Edit: I sing LOUDLY in the shower.
How many times have you turned into Luther Vandross, Whitney, Van Halen (yep, the whole band), or Celine Dion in the shower?
[Note: If you can't relate to those of use who own air guitars and imaginary drum sets, then this post is probably not for you, so stop reading...no love lost.]
For those of us who are ready to give an 'A' and 'B' selection every time we grab the Irish Spring scented microphone, here's an honest question:
Would we dare sing as passionately outside of the shower as we do inside of its walls? Thinking about this, it's funny to me that the one place we feel free to boldly do something that we would never do in public is the same place where we have to strip down to nothing (or as my grandmother would say, to our birthday suits).
But that's another story for another day.
To the point, staying in the shower all day just to bask in our location-specific melodic boldness would send the water bill through the roof, right? Not only that, the idea is simply unrealistic.
Or is it?
From my point of view, we don't sing in the shower to be heard;we do it because there, we can freely express what's in our hearts and not worry about judgement.
If you're like me, you can go back to specific moments in time when you have done all of the above. Several moments.
That's why I'm working my way towards perpetually being in the shower. I want to sing not to be heard, but because I believe that the song in my heart was placed there for me to share it.
Empowering Edit for You: I want to [insert your gift here] not to be heard, but because I was NOT given the gift of [insert what it is that you KNOW you do best] to hide it.
Are you getting this? That one hit me...hard.
I can only speak for myself. I may never have been published, commanded an audience larger than a church congregation, or studied rhetoric extensively in school. Nonetheless, I have reached a point where I get a knot in the pit of my stomach every time I shut up--every time I decide against sharing the gift that I have for so long, muted.
If you don't ever read another thing I write, take this:
Living a life where you hush the very thing you were born to do, ain't living at all.
Do whatever you have to do to harvest that same boldness, that same creativity, that same, YOUness that you express every time you step into your shower-turned studio booth.
Oh wait....one more thing...
I should warn you: All of this 'showering' comes at a price (Remember that water bill?) .
You'll probably find that your new liberation may come at the expense of making some folks mad. You see, some folks have gotten so used to you being under the radar, that they will neither support nor understand your newfound showering of boldness. Some of these folks may even be your friends. (ouch)
It's alright, though (and yes, we will discuss that 'ouch' on another day). For now, the next time you boldly step outside of your comfort zone, feel free to use the following disclaimer:
I'm in the shower.