Identity || Spoken Word – Stephanie Baker

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In the Studio: Epiphany

I woke up at 4am and began to toss and turn.  I couldn’t fall back asleep, so I decided to get up and pray.  I prayed for a little while and went back to bed.

The moment I nearly fell asleep, six notes began to play over and over in my head.  They kept playing on repeat and I found myself wide awake once again.

I had a feeling the notes weren’t going to stop playing until I went and recorded them.

So, that’s what I did.

I felt strangely awake and alert, as I went into my studio.  The sound of everything turning on seemed extremely loud in our quiet home, but I couldn’t get past the feeling that I needed to get the song down right away.

It came quickly and easily.  Within an hour, the song was mixed and finished.

I still feel the excitement I felt in that moment.  The melody stopped repeating in my head and I could now hear it playing audibly in my headphones.

When I first got the spark to start recording Epiphany, I seriously thought it was only going to be a few songs.  A few songs turned into eight.

I don’t usually record all of my songs in order, but that is what I’ve been doing for this album.  I’ve been in suspense the whole way on this wild ride.  One song after the other, in order, like chapters in a story.

Songs, spoken word and instrumentals.

All of which are being written and recorded in the moment with spontaneous wonder.

It’s a call to go higher and dream bigger.  To let go of what holds us down and hold out for greater things.

The official release date will probably be somewhere around late February, but that is still to be determined.  It might even be sooner than later.  I’ll let you know as soon as it’s set.

In the meantime, check out track three: Rain Makes the Flowers Grow. 

Be Careful What You Say

It’s just about midnight and I’m wide awake writing. Rather than sleeping, my mind has been preoccupied with thoughts regarding the weight of our words and how each word we choose to speak has value. Whether they are deemed (by us) as neutral, negative or positive, the words we speak matter.

I’m trying to get more of a grasp on using my words with greater caution. I’m trying to think my thoughts through with a lot more precision and measure those thoughts with grace before they roll off my tongue.

I can think of more than a few occasions where I spoke too quickly and immediately saw the result of my lack of forethought and grace.

I can also think of more than a few occasions where someone spoke too quickly to me and left me standing there with their words playing over and over in my head.

We all have those words. The words we battle late into the night. The words we counter with prayer. The words that have affected the way we see and do, the way we ourselves speak.

Words cannot be erased and we need to remember that.

Sure, time heals wounds. But maybe life is too short for us to keep adding to the pre-existing wounds. Maybe we need to focus on healing the wounds that are already there.

Isn’t it interesting how quickly the positive words can fade, and all it takes is that one dagger of a word to find its way in and park itself right in front for years?

There’s no amount of “I’m sorry”s or “I didn’t mean it”s that can change the fact that words stick.  They stick easier than they peel off.

Which is why we need to be so careful. We don’t know what has already been said.

Be careful what you say
words are violent weapons
of love and
of war

Be careful how you say them
when you say them
they play over
and over
forever on repeat
a thousand apologies
cannot erase their sound
as they play round
and round
louder and more
distorted than before

Be careful what you say
because I have plenty of words
already playing
and I am unable
to erase their sound
as they play round
and round

ENOUGH: A True Story

It was October of last year, I had just lead a session of worship at a Women’s Conference.  As I left the piano and went to the back of the room to my seat, I was instantly hit with a thought.

I was going to write a spoken word about my battle with an eating disorder and addiction.

Wait…WHAT?!?!?

I felt the weight of the project hit me like a brick wall.  I knew in that moment if I only ever pushed myself to finish one project . . . it needed to be this.

I began to jot down the first few phrases on my phone.  They flowed so easily that I felt I had to stop and catch my breath.

I turned off my phone and waited.  And perhaps, I dragged my feet a little.

I dragged my feet because I knew that this project had no room for cutting corners.  It had no room for settling.  It would require me to push myself into vulnerable places and stretch my creativity beyond what I was accustomed to.  I also knew if it was going to be done right, I would need to find actors, as well as a special effects makeup artist.

A month or so later, I opened the same note on my phone and wrote the rest.  And then, I put it away until I knew it was the right time.

I didn’t even think about it until last month, when I woke up on my day off and knew it was time.  I got out of bed and recorded the spoken word narration in my Batman pj pants (just being real) and began to compose the score.

That week I started contacting those who would be acting out the scenes and poured myself into drawing out storyboards.  I visited thrift stores for props and what I couldn’t find I would borrow or make myself.

Let me just tell you how amazing my family and friends are.  I realized for the first shoot with a lovely young gal, I hadn’t even really told her what I was working on, yet she and my husband were blindly following me to do things that probably looked extremely odd and random—no questions asked.  They are the best.

Not cutting corners meant I wasn’t going to settle for anything less than what I saw in my head.  And that was amazing.  As I went into places I had never been before, God provided the means to make the vision manifest right before my eyes.

The entire experience was filled with growth, honest conversations and an even greater level of inner healing.  I am grateful to each person involved in this project.  Each one of you were vital in seeing this from start to finish.

I will be posting ENOUGH on Facebook, YouTube and my website tomorrow (8.8.17).  If you are touched by the video, I ask that you share the link and pass it around.  Every share counts.  Even if it only touches one person . . . it will all have been worth the time, effort and expense of this endeavor.

Thank you all for your continued love and support.  Check back tomorrow for the link!

New Video: Holy || Spoken Word – Stephanie Meier

A few days before I left for Iceland in September, I was inspired to create this piece.  Though I did not have all of the words, I felt very certain that I would film during my travels.

On the night of the blood moon, after I watched the eclipse from my room where I was staying, I started putting words down on paper, and I began to hear the notes that would eventually become the soundtrack to Holy.

To view the video in high definition, change the quality to HD in the video player settings, or view it on Vimeo.