She dared herself.
She dared to BE herself.
I don’t know much of her story, but what I do know is …
She followed her passion.
I can hear it in her voice as I slide my finger over the red line back to the beginning on her Utube site, many times over as I immerse myself in the spirit of her songs.
Eva Cassidy was her name.
A hidden gem to the world when she lived in it, and still remembered maybe even more by many now, after she left us in 1996.
Singing has been a passion of mine since I was a child. I love to sing.
From hymns of my childhood to the country gospel Classics from behind closed doors to the open stage of my church and many family celebrations.
It makes my soul happy.
Though our talents may have been poles apart, I share her passion of doing something I love.
In this season of my life, writing has taken center stage.
I sleep it… I dream it…
I live it daily.
I really don’t believe we ever swap one passion for another, I think our different gifts take center stage in our lives as different seasons dictate.
Eva’s music, or even just Eva, has touched a piece deep inside of me. One of her versions of a most recognizable song, Somewhere Over the Rainbow speaks deeply to me.
It made me really think.
As I continue to watch the utube of her sitting comfortably on a stage surrounded by less than 30 people in a quiet, quaint coffee shop, guitar on her lap, effortlessly supporting her beautiful but powerful soprano voice, wrapping each word lovingly around familiar and not so familiar songs…
I wonder if she knew…
knew how much she would impact me… years after she had died… and impact the music world in more ways than she could have ever imagined?
I just wonder.
No matter what she was singing, her heart… her soul… her presence, is where I heard her message. And in her message, she followed her passion with every part of her being.
She tells a story.
It gets me… It keeps me…
because she is undeniably doing what she was always meant to do.
I leaned in to hear more clearly, hanging on every note, every word… her presence commanding the stage ever so gracefully, but more importantly… authentically.
She brings all of her..
She brings Eva Cassidy.
She “dares to dream” as the song goes,
And ” if happy little bluebirds fly high Over the Rainbow… why can’t I”, rings deep in her “yes” … this is my” over the rainbow.”
She had the courage to make”someday” be “today.”
Sometimes we wait years or maybe sit in the “someday” because of the unknown, staying in the safety of our thoughts, our world.
But in staying there, we may merely exist our way through life and never dare to live out our passions that we were created to live out, given to us by our loving God, who freely gave us our gifts.
Someone needs you… living in your passion… “now”
We can hope to live a richer more authentic life and touch those around us, because a gift such as that is always meant to be shared and perhaps change the world if only on your front porch.
Dare to “fly” like that little blue bird.
and leave a lasting gift that will resound many years after you are gone. A gift/ passion that may give just even one person hope…. hope for one more day… and after that…hope for one more.
We all need hope.
Dare to live your passion.
Don’t wait till “ Someday Over the Rainbow”…
and other things we tell ourselves.
Just do it.