I've mentioned here before that music plays a very important part in my life . It is probably one of the only things that can instantly put me in a good mood when everything else seems to be failing . So it is no coincidence that the 1 week a year I spend at music school is one of my favorite weeks in the entire year...this year was no different.
I have been going to the Irish Church Music Summer School for 4 years now and each year brings about more excitement then the last. Now I know that does not sound like the most exciting week to be looking forward to...church music......sounds like a crazy week of fun right ?!? ...Ya I've heard it all before . It is possible the hardest thing to describe without sounding like a bit of a nutter !! " Ya it's this week up in Maynooth , in an old college where we do church music from Morning until night and it's just brilliant ..." But it really is brilliant. There is no other place I know where you can literally walk around any corner and find people singing , or playing music that glorifies God. It is absolutely beautiful. No where else could you find a group so unique but so magnificent . People from every corner of Ireland and beyond. From Mayo to Cork, Donegal to Oma and even the states. People comes from far and wide for this week...and its completely worth it .
During the past week I have spent time with some of the most wonderful people I know. When we all meet up it is a joyous occasion. As well as having the "gang" as we are now affectionately known as, I also have many other people up there , people I am very close to . During this past week I have had dinner with amazing composers as well as the most phenomenal singers and musicians I have heard...and I really mean that .
This time last week I would have been sitting around a piano with some of my closest friends that I only see once a year. It is crazy to think that we only see each other once a year , because as soon as we meet we pick up from where we left off... I guess that is a test of a true friendship. We would sit around the piano and sing songs, tell stories, laugh and joke like we had never been apart from each other. It is a privilege to be around these people. Since we do not see each other very often , we tend to spend as much time as possible together.... which means very little sleep is had...but it is so worth it .
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I wake up to the sound of music..." The Beatles song Let It Be has never had more meaning to me then when I am at ICMA. Every morning I would wake up for morning prayer at 8am.... now when you haven't exactly slept the night before this is extremely difficult... but when you are waking up to the sound of music it is somehow a lot easier. I would slowly drift down the stairs , lethargic and wanting to go back to bed , but when the music hits you, like a warm breeze upon your face , it automatically wakes me up, puts a spring in my step and immediately I feel better about the day ahead.... Music is the best medicine. Walking around the long corridors of the college is fabulous in itself, but when those halls are filled with music it is even better. People sitting on window ledges reading music is something that just makes me smile...these halls make me smile.
Something I also like to do is walk the beautiful grounds of Maynooth college . Surrounded by beautiful flowers , and tall trees ( and apparently the oldest tree in Ireland) , tall and ancient buildings. Taking it all in, breathing in the freshly cut grass air, and the music that fills it . It is the perfect place to walk and think about things. The sound of the special Choir singing Ave Verum flooding the court yard . It is magical , splendid and magnificent. There are few things more beautiful then the sound of music fill the air, the sound of hundreds of voices praise and glorify God.
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So you know the way everyone talks about the calm before the storm? Well in my opinion the calm after the storm is a much stronger and emotional feeling. I guess it all depends on what your "storm" is . But right now for me this after feeling is almost scary . This is simply because what has gone before has been so great for me that I didn't want to leave it - but all good things must come to an end...I just wish they didn't . I am sitting here now, reminiscing about what an amazing week I have had, what amazing people I know and love. How magnificent music is for the soul . I am suffering from PMD (Post Maynooth Depression) , as always after a great week up there. I have my comforts keeping me going...the smell of cranberry chutney yankee candle( my favourite smell ) , tea , chocolate,a big hoodie and music books....all my comforts to keep me going ! It was an amazing week, one just need to be comforted when it ends .
" Bach gave us God's words. Mozart gave us God's laughter. Beethoven gave us God's fire. GOD gave us music that we might pray without words."
Aoife Marie Elizabeth ♪