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My Mother taught me MUSIC
My mother was both a performer and a teacher. She took teaching me how to DO things very seriously – and one of the passions I got from my her is to share what I KNOW about how to DO THINGS – as well as sharing the profound, funny, magical, human world of...
My Favorite Aunt – A Music Video for Mother’s Day Eve
My mother’s kid-sister, Gloria, has always been my hero. My cousins and I fought over her, bragged about spending time with her, and tormented each other with presents we got from her – as simple as a matchbox. After my mother died, I declared the night before...
The Nightingale – Performances around the World
“The Nightingale” is one of my most-requested songs – one of those songs that comes out whole, that just seems like a simple statement of truth. I wrote it in memory of my mother’s voice – and since I published it years ago, harpists all over the...
In this room Heaven bloomed
This is an archive post ~ originally published Apr. 2, 2012 and updated in 2018 In my late teens, I was visiting Edith, my grandmother, in the San Joaquin valley where I stayed with her for part of every summer. She gave me her pincushion and a few spools of thread...
My Mother’s Mexican Hat
NOTE: This story includes an audio file related to the story – if you want to listen while you’re reading, here’s the song: My parents were divorced when I was very young and my mother and I went to live with my Aunt. Aftrer a year or so the three of...![[Harp-Lever-Pedal-Voice] The Nightingale](https://www.hipharp.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/07/Nightingale-Cover-Gumroad-v6.jpg)
[Harp-Lever-Pedal-Voice] The Nightingale
The Nightingale (for harp solo or harp & voice / lever or pedal harps). This is Deborah’s top-selling sheet music. It includes five versions of “The Nightingale,” from Beginner to Advanced, for harps in Eb or C, some versions for harp instrumental and some for...“The Nightingale” (Orchestral Version)
This is a song for harp, voice and symphony – a memory of my mother’s voice – from my album “Invention & Alchemy”
Counting Fish
It was in Calaveras County, in the foothills of the Sierras in the ’60’s. I was 6. We went to a forestry preserve – maybe a fishery, and likely in Big Trees State park. We walked into a small flat meadow, where a forest ranger in short sleeves knelt...
This is the gift
Yesterday, on the bike path, pedaling home from a stint at the Kickstand Cafe with my computer, there was a small group ahead of me on the path in sunlight that looked almost dusty: A mother – or grandmother – and a child. Like it would have been when I...
