Sometimes . . .

I get so busy making sure everyone sees how beautiful they truly are, that I forget others are yelling it to me.

Disclaimer: this song does not swear, contrary to the title. Also, i have a feeling that most people will find the cutting in this video taboo, when in reality . . . it's as damaging as eating disorders or stealing. I read through comments of people who expressed their gratitude for helping them know there is hope.  Atta girl, P!nk

I am coming to learn more and more by the grace of God, that our actions don't add or subtract to our "worth" as His perfect creations.
love yourself.
and if you feel so inclined, fall to your knees in gratitude to the perfect Creator for your body, mind, and spirit, for the Light of Christ that helps us to breathe.

p.s. when p!nk is pleading or pounding her chest, don't you feel like you can relate?? like you've tried so hard to either realize that yourself or help others see the light. i love how real it is. she wants people to believe it. so beautiful.

i'll take this opportunity . . .

to cry.

so i went to an incredible group therapy session last night.  I began to complain about my pounding headache and the medicine man gave me a pillow to scream into ("a miracle" he said, "what screaming can do for a headache").  All eyes were on the three of us women inflicted with throbbing heads and after an uncomfortable laugh, I decided to oblige and join the other two.  Like the flip of a switch, after what seemed like an eternity of blood curdling scream, my emotions transferred and i shook like a baby in sobs. 

I felt so sad. so much sorrow. i was shocked by my grief.

I heard a communal pout for my sadness as if a puppy had died (maybe because i was the baby of the group), collected my emotions and even cough/choked on my water immediately after.

"that was textbook how your fierce scream turned into a sad bawl.  I know you think the cough had to do with the water, but there's more to it than that." the medicine man left me with so much to think about, so much mystery.

and this morning, i awoke . . . as if the world were new. 

thank you medicine man and thank YOU Christ, for the Atonement.  That all encompassing, all powerful miracle.

scream, i dare you.

i still say hands down. . .

this is one of the best if not BEST dance videos on youtube. don't even argue



I've searched elisa dances for hours. this takes the cake

When we

". . . lack confidence in our own abilities as God’s children, or God’s abilities as our Master, full potentials are left in the stars, completely unreachable."  

             -Jules Morrow

weird that i'm quoting myself, right? but i came across that obvious piece of revelation in my journal and had the urge to share.

i - i - i - i - i - i came to . . .

dance.

I'm one of those wedding party attenders who believes that the reception was not invented for congratulations, or fancy, delicious food.  it was made for dancing.  and boy do i love me some good dance parties.

 *i make a jolly good dancer, no?*

mission: find new "mountain" like spot now in full swing, heaven help me before i bust out in the midst of the park crowd while jogging to Taio Cruz.

a long time . . .

coming

lots of thoughts, so today i'm going to need to pick and choose.  Novels are for special occasions


Being on T.V. is an art that may possibly take me an eternity to learn after watching the night show rerun.  Luckily, the morning show lady was jealous enough, that I'll be on again in a couple of weeks. practice makes perfect, right?

I love my new song.  It's like my baby right now.  My pride and joy.

My biggest client (aka, who I make the most off of cd sales) bought her 22nd CD yesterday.  And I'm not even related to her.  How RAD is that?  She gets the golden star for promoting my cds via gifts to everyone.

A couple of nights ago, i couldn't sleep.  I threw on my hoodie at 2:30 a.m. and danced in my driveway while little flurries fell down.  therapeutic to say the least.  i miss my mountain in california, I was so spoiled!!  Yesterday, I shot hoops in my driveway.  that's the most exercise i've had in a while. . .

I had an epiphany:  releasing my CD triggered emotions that led me to a point where I was competing in EVERY aspect of my life, right down to whether or not I was the girl with the longest hair in the room.  what the??? who does that??  Helped me to realize, after a long sob session, that I am NOT willing to do what it takes to get to the top in the music industry.  Happiness does not come through feeling greater than other people by comparison, but through bettering ourselves individually.

I love teaching piano. Love love love LOVE lobe love it.  I could do it forever.

I listened to a girl discuss her adventures in Tahiti and New Zealand yesterday.  Travel bug hit me hard.  someone please, just get me outta here.

and last but not least, after my "competitive" awakening.  I cut about an inch off of my polygamy hair (myself), and it felt great!

The music. . .

happenings of my life in a quick blurb.
february 16th
tv spot on Park City t.v. where I get to play a ditty and promote full band show. watch. listen. mmmbuddy.
february 18th
full band show. velour. provo. ut. be there, be square yada yada, it's going to be a ball. other amazing female leads present.
coming soon to an internet connection near you
my own website. bless you trey, bless you.
all the fans 
you're the glue holding my vulnerable musician's frame together. this isn't possible without you and your support, feedback, money hehe, etc.

 just in case you want to come support me in a big moment aka, the full band show!

** kgotlotstodoloveyoubye ** 

a few . . .

random and late night thoughts/flashbacks.

Spoke with "fish" today on the phone.  What a breath of fresh air, I think it was our first tolerable phone conversation.  Enjoyable even!  Probably because the pressure was gone.   If the others had been recorded, they would go down in awkward history, and I'm not quite sure why.  Just take my word for it.  That's a new idea, a website with awkward conversations. We'll call it . . . MCAA "my convos are awkward" copyright 2011

When I performed at Terra Mia this week, I told the boisterous audience that if they enjoyed my music to find me on facebook, iTunes, etc.  Then proceeded to open my arms out into a pre-hug position and stated "come, follow me".  Needless to say, a blushed face and sacrilegious apology were my true followers after such a weird and painful mistake.

Also, while performing at Terra Mia, I covered Regina Spektor's "Folding Chair" and for the first time, attempted to recreate her epic dolphin sounds.  An immediate regret washed over me the second I opened my mouth to make the first squeak, but since it was much too late to take it back, I confidently owned it.  I think those were the loudest cheers and chuckles I've heard in my music performing career.
NTRS, (note to rockstar self) the more confident and goofy you are, the higher the profits.

*too many acronyms? so sorry. . .

I THOUGHT I invented a new word (kermudgen) when i couldn't remember the name of the game kanasta, but alas, much to my creative dismay, the dictionary has given us "Curmudgeon"  -

a bad-tempered, difficult, cantankerous person.  Now if you can tell me what cantankerous means without looking it up, i will send you eflowers . . . or something. 

mmm yep that's all.

one more thing, though to end on a spiritual note.

I was sitting in the temple and I read Helaman 5:12 

It hit me.

My foundation needs to be built upon Christ, it doesn't matter if I live in Utah, California, or Algeria (tunisia, lybia, egypt, sudan, and chad, and niger, mali, mauritania . . . getting carried away) 

The place isn't the issue.  My faith and testimony are the answer. 

 k loves, goodnight

My album . . .

Has FINALLY made it into the cyber world for purchase

iTunes

Amazon

Zune

you name it.

just search for Jules Morrow. . . quite exhilarating!

Click here for iTunes purchase

or just go comment and rate, PLEASE, I need all the help I can get!

 also, tell all of your friends!

Much love!

i miss it . . .

much more than i would like.

i'm freezing here. FREEZING.

i'm surrounded by people who aren't very interested in adding yet another friend into their manic lives.

i'm sick of the parties where you spend all night speaking to people you will never see again. and i have myself to blame because i keep finding myself attending.

i'm finished running indoors.

*this time last year, I was outside watching the parade of lights as boats on the harbor sailed by, that's my kind of winter activity!*

I would give just about anything to be back in SoCal

with the beach

with the ocean

with the sun

with my mountain where i can dance with no inhibition

with good friends who were there in an instant.  Really good people.

with outdoor runs next to strawberry fields

i need a serious pick me up so i can quit whining.  i also need jane and laura to move home from byu and usu, they have been my sanctuaries!

i know it's been awhile since i've blogged about anything so lets end on a positive note :)

I got to talk to cindersoot on christmas.  she is workin away in Germany and i miss her more than anything in the world.  she is an angel!

You'll notice . . .

I have my entire album up for your listening pleasure on the left hand side of the blog. . . 

Finally.

Note:

if you click on the button that says "playlist" below the play/pause button, you can click on any of the 12 songs to play them.  Or just listen to them, shuffled :)

If you enjoy it enough to keep listening sayyyy . . . in your car or iPod, shoot me an email and you can purchase it.

Thank you EVERYONE for the incredible feedback. I literally couldn't have had the patience and will to do this without you.

Love!!

Could anything . . .

possibly matter more, than knowing that Christ lives and is our Savior?

So beautiful.

My reason . . .

for waking up everyday.

*Jeanne Calment, oldest person who ever lived, 122 years.*

I was watching a TED video in regards to people who live past 100 years. 

One of the qualities these people all had in common was a reason for living. They each knew why they continue to wake up every morning and start all over.  As I sat there listening to the speaker, I realized that I couldn't come up with an answer as quickly as the 110 year old man.  

So I will ponder it, and sleep on it every night until I wake up one morning and it hits me. 

I have a general idea, but I think I'd like to narrow it down to a couple of firm sentences. . . after all, I want to live to be as old as the lady holding her great great . . . GREAT grand daughter. unreal.

happy, healthy aging.

so much class . . .

*together we'll soot them, probably my favorite picture from the album art*

I have.

been eating and sleeping the day away.  Feel like it would usually be considered a waste but in my case, it certainly was necessary!  I need to rebuild.

Last night was epic for me.  So many emotions and love in one room.  People who have helped raise me, to brand new friends I'd met days before.  I just feel so blessed with genuine people in my life who support me in all my crazy dream chasing.

I made a goodly amount from CD sells,   s l o w l y   on my way to covering all the cost of producing the darn expensive investment! 

More importantly, my music is in the hands of many people who I hope can take the messages I've learned and learn something from them.

Do you know how SCARY it is to be a part of entertainment???  I chose each song very carefully to put on the album, knowing that I could potentially be responsible for the emotions of the listeners.  God had his hand in the whole thing, so many of the songs were inspired to uplift in one way or another.  Honestly, I don't want all of your emotional dwelling on my head at the last day.  You know those people . . . who run into their room furious, bawling and blare screamo rock.  Or those heartbroken souls who listen to breakup songs over and over again until their hearts are more shattered?

Music is a powerful tool.  It can c.o.n.t.r.o.l our emotions so well.  No emotion is bad. I don't believe that.  But I do think that we have a choice to listen to music that won't make us more upset than we were in the first place, or more heartbroken.  Trust me, I've experimented with this many times.  

I knew that each song had to help (with it's insane influential ways) the listeners feel something more positive.  There's enough crap trash in the world.  I want to provide a haven through music.  and I hope that I've done just that.

I already have a couple payed gigs lined up and many potential gigs.  Let the fun begin!!

P.S. my body has never hurt so bad then when I woke up at 5:30 this morning and couldn't get back to sleep.  a mixture of emotional, physical, and mental anxiety, added with an empty stomach.  The second I ate something, my body thanked me graciously

Thank you to all those that came!  For those who want CDs, email me and I'll let you know the details of getting one!

morrow.julie@gmail.com

Loves!!!

Blar. . .

blar blar blar

i have so many thoughts that i would like to get down in this here public space of blogosphere

but i'm tired. i haven't eaten a thing all day. i'm emotionally, physically, and mentally worn down.

blar blar blar

i will see you back here tomorrow with a recap.