What One Thing Do You Do Best?

All day yesterday I was thinking about and composing the content of my "The Best" post.

In the late afternoon (after delivering my tax documents to the accountant's office—Yea!!!), I went to the university music school to accompany my friend's voice lesson.

This is a paying gig that I'm oh-so-thrilled to have snagged, as I believe—er, hope—it can lead to more of the same.

As I sat there, in front of a professor who taught voice to my son fifteen years ago, I knew in my heart, in my bones, in my core, that I'm very, very good at this.

I am a good accompanist. I listen. I pay attention. I intuit what the singer is going to do next.

I have confidence in my ability as an accompanist—greater confidence that in most anything else I do.

Does that make it my "calling"?

I don't have much of an opinion of either "calling" or "soul mate".

But being an accompanist is what I do very well.

And that feels very good!