Infinite Possibilities
That unique feeling, when anything can happen and every choice brings pure joy.
Hello - welcome to January’s installment of Sounds of a Story. I’m so glad you are here. Sounds of a Story is a place for me to explore, create and share original music and the stories that inspire it. If you would like to help me reach others who might like this post, hit that little heart at the bottom. Thanks for listening.
Catherine, Cormac and I meet at the stage door. We are going to the bar we have come to think of as our local in this new city. The bar, half way up a steep hill, nestled among four other establishments, is at a crossroads. It is a small place, with low lighting and doors that open wide to the street so you feel like you are inside and outside at the same time. As night hums around us, we watch people, cars and bikes bustle by as they make their way to their respective destinations. It has been here, in this place, that we make our plans for the next day. A 25 minute cable car ride to a national park and by the way it sometimes stops, hanging over the water for multiple minutes. Are you in? Yes! Lunch at a dockside restaurant, where the fishermen have caught what you are going to eat earlier that morning? Tell me where to be! Eat the best dumplings in town at a local establishment, a 10 x 5 square foot shop front, that houses the kitchen, dining area and a tiny loft above where the woman who makes them sleeps at night? Yes, Yes and Yes! Our daytimes, free to while away and explore, before we perform in the evenings, bring a sense of freedom and adventure. I am coming to the end of a season in my life, that brings with it, a sense of anticipation, possibility and hope and it feels fitting to be in this mesmerizing place with great friends taking all that is on offer before I leap into the unknown.
This is the land of infinite possibilities, a place where we’re not really sure what is coming next, but we do know, whatever opportunities come our way, we are going to say yes! This feeling can be captured anywhere but is often found in new places and new phases. A feeling, where every choice brings joy and no surprise is unwanted. A feeling, that often, on a normal day, feels as elusive as that lost sock that you are full sure you put in the washing machine and now cannot find anywhere!
As happenstance would have it, when I started to think about music for this memory, I acquired a beautiful 1993 Fender Stratocaster in mint condition. I am not a guitar player but it was the instrument I was most drawn to, to capture this feeling of infinite possibilities. And so, my pursuit to compose on this beauty commenced! Compose, I did, record, I did not! On this track you will hear, Kevin (of husband fame) play guitar and drums, while I’m on keys.
I’ve named this Halcyon Days and it is an ode to that unique feeling that comes with infinite possibilities. As I think of that time, a smile spreads across my face and I can almost imagine I am back there.
I’d love to hear your stories of infinite possibilities. When is a time that you felt this way? Did you share it with others or were you alone?
Recorded & mixed at Test Tube Audio, Austin, Tx
So gorgeous, Niamh! You and Kev really nailed the feeling of infinite possibilities here — so open, so expansive, so hopeful. Yet with a wistfulness. Amazing. Love what you did with the keys!
I feel so strongly this sense of standing on the precipice. How exciting.
When reflecting on my own moments that I would define by transition, it seems most of them are tinged with some kind of heartbreak too. The moments when the world of all things feels so big that the heart overflows. So often the opening of the horizon is locked in dance with the closing of something past, and the closing brings sorrow and the opening brings that sense of infinite.
I think during these times I just seek nature, as all of my transitions include travel, trains, backpacking, strangers, crashing on couches of friends, embracing the unknown by not having an itinerary and letting the slowing down force my mind to open up.
If all that makes sense. Thanks for the gift of this song and this post and this memory.