Bliss is every time I stroke the strings of my guitar. Freedom is the sound and love is the result. The healing power of music is very real.
When I’m sad I press my guitar close to me and play. I play anything—everything that comes to my mind. I love feeling the vibrations come from the body of it. I love feeling the notes permeate my flesh. The buzz of notes ringing through the strings hum through me and in that exact moment I feel happy… A phenomenon that perhaps other guitar lovers and players are familiar with.
Some weeks ago I met a man, Christopher Woodward, an amazing musician who became my guitar teacher (he teaches at affordable rates through Skype. See him play below!). Though he (perhaps) doesn’t know it he has helped incite a deep change in me. Not just my playing but my mentality. Never have I been more aware—kind and patient with myself.
I cannot tell you the last time I sang with passion though I wish I could but when I’m with Ladybird and Jimmy (my guitars) — things are alright.
Kyanna Kitt <#3