Stretching my Heart: Musings on Writing & Music

Lately, I’ve been kept awake at night with thoughts about how music and writing, songs & poetry – my life as both performer and writer, singer & poet – intersect. Also, how polar opposite they can be at times. How in both arts I’m constantly auditioning and re-auditioning, re-assessing, re-visioning – sometimes wondering why I do it. Especially at moments when I get (another) rejection, when I feel like family or friends don’t understand. When I’m just plain tired.

Passion. Love. A feeling in my bones that this is what I do best, this is what I was made for. That’s why I keep writing and singing.


Because nothing else fills the void, holds me fast and captures me – like an electricity running through me all the way past the tips of my fingers. A calm sea washing over me. Both can have the effect of becoming lost within the song or story on the page, far from my self. Digging deep into how my mind and body work to create sound and thought. Both can be solitary arts in practice, and intensely personal. When shared, they become full of public eyes and scrutiny, people telling what they liked or disliked, approving or rejecting your art. What is important is to get past the feeling of being rejected yourself.

But can you ever really separate your self from the art you create? There is a part of me inside each song I sing, poem and story I write – such is the risk we take as artists. It is also what makes it so fulfilling, that our songs and stories exist within ourselves and by sharing them, we are revealing our souls.

Can we separate our selves from our art? I still struggle with this, even after 20+ years of auditioning, performing, writing, editing, revising…the process is never-ending.
And so is my heart, stretched across each word, each breath, each noun phrase and legato line. With every poem and song I release a part of my self, my soul – hoping it shimmers with light. Willing it to be beautiful, to be meaningful, to be true.

Copyright September 18, 2017 Stacie Eirich 

Originally posted June 10 2016  


Love through the Storm

Today I’m posting this with thoughts & prayers of hope and perseverance for all those who have been affected by Hurricane & Tropical Storm Harvey in Texas & Lousiana. Written in August of last year, it is with a heavy heart that I am sharing it today, as so many again face the consequences of natural disaster in their homes.

I didn’t plan to write today, didn’t plan to share this blog post. But my pen found the page this morning as a solace needed from the storm, and my heart needs to share it with you.

The irony is that the last time wrote, I spoke of the beauty of Louisiana – the blue in its waters, sky and rain – and now, the flood waters rise again and that beauty is muted. Muted by devastated homes, stranded drivers and ruined by-ways. What song could I sing now, or poem could I write – that would tell of the sorrow and hope in this place? This is a place of strength, of resilience even in the brokenness. How many times must the people here, who call it home, pick themselves back up, re-making their lives against rising waters and battered homes? Their hearts broken, their spirits shadowed by a wind and rain.

I’ve written of Louisiana’s gentle rain – warm & sweet, cool & refreshing – yet there is another kind, its harsh, cruel sister rain. She thrashes against windowpanes, tearing down anything in her path and roaring through the streets like a hungry animal. When will she be sated?

We cry out in her midst for relief that seems to come only when her waters have broken the levees, rushed into our homes and claimed them for hers. We sing our prayers to a sky raining pain and raise our heads into a never-ending shower, it drowns and rinses us clean at the same time. Still we whisper our prayers to one another, joining in a hopeful chorus against her destruction. Like Christ we will rise again from the ashes in victory – to begin another day in this place. This place of tremendous sorrow, joy, and hope -Hope –HOPE! Enough to dance, to sing, to celebrate through the darkness and love through the storm.

Copyright August 30, 2017 Stacie Eirich 

Originally posted August 14, 2016 

*Note* Written for all my friends in southeast Louisiana whose lives are at this moment, as they’ve been before, being impacted by the rising flood waters. May we be resilient together, and persevere in this beautiful place we call home. Today may have sorrow in it, but it is our joy and hope that will see us through! With love — Stacie

*For a hope-filled poem written earlier this season, click on the title link below: Hope Rising. 

Hope Rising