On Letting Go 7/27/2018

Its a pretty cliché thing to tell someone, “let it all go.” when they are stressed about life and how it will go.

For me… I am kinda a maniac about success and making things happen. I find myself overworking out of fear of losing time.

“Am I making the right choices for my career?” “Did I insult the wrong person?” “How authentic am I being right now to my core values? “Should I be working harder somewhere or doing something a different way?”

I was having a good talk with my roommate yesterday, and she brought up a valid point that freed me from a lot of worries Ive been having.

She said, “half of me wonders if I’m actually hindering my success by my lack of trust in life to bring me to where I need to be?” “Like, doing all this stuff comes from a lack of faith and not from a place of power.”

When she said that… it hit me…. There is so much about my career path that I CANNOT CONTROL.


Your life path is kinda like finding your soul-mate. Its like you love them so much its easy for you to fight through the hard times. Its easy to treat them right because you love them.

Decisions when you are following your dreams are easy because they bring you closer to what you truly desire. Your choices to get easier and easier as the desire becomes stronger.

But God or the Universe or whatever sometimes brings you to fun little pit stops along the way. These are part of the growth and learning process.

There’s been so many twists and turns to my journey so far that I didn’t anticipate. Friends I’ve made, places I’ve been.

Like, never would have thought I would major in anthropology and study silent disco… when I first wanted to be a music artist I’d didn’t even know what these topics were.

I never would of thought I would get so into yoga along my journey to become a music artist. I didn’t know that a practice of mindfulness would be so important towards me fighting my inner demons.

Did I know I was going to go to Canada and tour? I didn’t know I’d be given a whole Nashville family of writers who understand me and I would call family.

I wouldn’t take back any of these experiences. Nor did I plan them. Life just gave me good stuff… better stuff than expected.

So today, if you want to or can, I challenge you to not plan as much. Just listen to that still soft voice and flow with that energy.

I’m sitting here at the bank as a teller right now waiting to get off at 6… we are open an extra two hours on Friday and then done for the weekend.

Usually after four I have some time to sit and think. Today I’ve just been wondering what to do with myself after work. Its my first unscheduled evening in a second. Its funny cause I’ve been stressing for hours about what to do after…. What would be the best choice for my career?

Once again… who cares about my career? What does my soul want to do?? That’s what I’m going to ask myself when I get off. I’ve worked all week. 40 hours. I’ve played out almost every night.

Tonight… who knows. But I know I’m not going to spend anymore energy on it. Theres no wrong… theres no right. My dream of being a pop musician will come true. I have faith. And today… I’ll just have fun.


Just what I’ve been thinking about today.

love you,

Sarah Mae Chilton





Today I’m going to reach next level awesome with my thoughts. To create an awesome life, one must rewire their brain to function on a higher frequency.

I used to– and still catch myself– saying negative words and looking at the world from a view that is not towards my highest good.

No more!


This post is going to be awesome. I’m going to give you some quotes Ive found on the internet and mantras I came up with that will have you feeling AWESOME



Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about. ~ Rumi

“The most important kind of freedom is to be what you really are.” ~ Jim Morrison

“You belong somewhere you feel free.” ~Tom Petty

“The only cure to all this madness; is too dream, far and wide, if possibility doesn’t knock, create a damn door. If the shoe doesn’t fit, don’t make it. If the journey your travelling seems to far fetched and wild beyond your imagination; continue on it, great things come to the risk takers. And last but not least, live today; here, right now, you’ll thank your future self for it later.”
Nikki Rowe

Freedom lies in being bold. – Robert Frost

“Man is free at the moment he wishes to be.” Voltaire

Success Mantras:

I am successful. I am worthy. I am enough.

Trust the process… everything is working towards my best life.

not everyone has to understand.

The right people will stay in my life. I wont hold on. I wont force. I trust who is naturally around me.

Life is good. I won’t work so hard. I will naturally find my place in the world.

Abundance is my  birthright.

How to Shift Your Focus to a More Positive Worldview


  1. Look up Cat Pictures
  2. treat yourself to your favorite meal and refuse to feel regret for piggin out
  3. call your best friend- one you haven’t talked to in a hot minute
  4. do something enjoyable that you don’t normally do but have wanted to for a while. I used to do cheerleading so I might go pay for some gym time to tumble or whatever
  5. call your grandma- I love you Mema!!
  6. donate money to something you give a decent crap about
  7. send an email to an old teacher thanking them for what they taught you
  8. Spend some time in nature
  9. cry so that you can get out whatever has been making you sad
  10. travel– even if its to the next town over. Sometimes leaving your usual routine helps shift your perspective.






6/11/2018 On Mini Canadian Tour and Magic


A month or so ago I went to Canada. It was more than magical and I want to write it all down before I forget how awesome it was.

The Canadians I met, from first impression, are the kindest folk.

My agenda for the weekend was this:

Thursday: serve as judge for a children’s drama festival during the day, relax that night

Friday: serve as judge again for festival, play at Redneck Bistro

Saturday: relax, play matinee show at Neat Coffee Show with local artist Kevin Lentz, write with cowriter Marika and songwriter Jeff Callery, and then share the bill with Arlene Quinn for Dean Batstone’s Northern Ramble.

I went into the weekend with a lot of worries. “What if I forget some detail of the flight and miss it?” (It was my first time flying internationally as an adult by myself)

“What if no one comes to my gigs and I look like a loser?” (I’d never played a show internationally)

“How do I judge little plays for students when I myself know little of drama performance?” (Marika, my cowriter, teaches drama which is how I got the opportunity to judge the event.)

There were a lot of firsts. I was really anxious.

This anxiety was changed joy throughout the weekend. Everything went better than expected.

Between watching cute children find passion and love for their craft, and being loved by people in the Burnstown, Renfrew, and Calabogie communities of Ontario, I could only be left with gratitude.

There were a lot of fun parts of watching the plays. A lot of the kids in the drama festival were from difficult backgrounds. One play was put on by a group of refugees from the east who had never had formal schooling. English was their second language.

At the end of the festival I was asked to play a few tunes for the kids last minute. I felt honored but also nervous. This was the youngest crowd I had played for but also knew that if I did become a pop artist this would be my main audience.

A few minutes before I went on they showcased a student who was amazing at beat boxing.

I had a new song of mine that’s pretty hip-hop oriented so I decided needed to come up on stage with me.

After my first song, I looked into the audience and asked, “where is my beatboxer? He has to help me with this next one.”

He looked so surprised to be called onstage. When I gave him the rhythm he looked at me and said, “I can’t do it… I don’t know how.” He had never collaborated with a guitarist before as a beatboxer.

So I did all I knew… I started to beatbox to get him more comfortable. I was ok enough to stay on rhythm but from there he understood what he needed to do and blew the crowd away. The performance was nothing less than flawless.

After the performance the teacher thanked me and said it meant a lot to him to go onstage.

Sometimes we don’t know how truly extraordinary we can be.

Friday night I gigged at the Redneck Bistro. This was a tougher venue because it is a restaurant.

I’ve found that in restaurant settings its good to know that you’re the background music for the evening.

Its not necessarily important to be the star of the show but help set the mood for a good night out.

So I was happy just relaxing and playing some tunes as the background.

When I thought I was done, people stopped eating and told me to keep playing!

I was surprised by their support and love– I thought they hadn’t been listening. After I was finished I kept getting tipped and given encouraging words.

The owner, Sheila was hip and cool and had a powerful presence. I was honored she wanted to book me again. Marika, my cowriter is the one who helped get me the gigs and is a great go getter and inspiring songwriter.

Both were there that night and I could not help but feel strong hanging out with two women who knew what they wanted and had the courage to pursue their dreams.

Marika’s son, Cayden, served as my merchandise and business manager that night. He sold a lot of my music art and handed out Sarah Mae Pop Artist posters.

If it weren’t for him I wouldn’t have made half the sales I did at the Bistro. I tried to pay him telling him he did great business and deserved to be rewarded. He was so gentlemanly though and refused on multiple occasions.

That night I hung out with Marika and her family as well as Canadian friends Peter and Denyse. I drank whiskey and sat by a big fire.

The stars were shining so bright because we were an hour out from the city. I was blown away by the positivity and hospitality of everyone. I truly felt like I was with family.

The next day was even more incredible despite the challenges that arose.

I started out with a show at this hip venue right down from the cabin I was staying at.

I went over to Denyse’s house again– she lived within walking distance of the cabin I was staying at as well as the music venue.

She had a large breakfast already spread out with homemade pancakes and maple syrup.

Of course I had to be well fed before I performed, as is the Canadian way.

When I first got to the Neat everything was disorganized. I didn’t know how to start to set up a show. There were a lot of logistics I didn’t think about.

I found out its important to have change for people paying to get in. You need a system of ticketing itself, as well as a person to man your table if you are the performer for the show. I had some artwork I was selling because my album is done yet.

Luckily, a local businesswoman and kind soul, Rua, happened to be stopping by the Neat at the same time that I was having a mini meltdown about getting the show organized.

She helped me develop a system of ticketing and worked on getting people into the venue. Throughout the event she managed music and art sales and was an encouraging light for what I was doing. We got started a little late, which was okay in hindsight because it made for a more relaxed afternoon.

When I performed I was met by a excited and receptive crowd. Afterward I was connected with a couple of band members for Dean Batstone’s gig later in the evening.

Together Marika, John Wilberforce, Jeff Callery and myself practiced my set in the Neat space where I played that afternoon.

I don’t know what it was about the travel and the beautiful Canadian countryside, or the way the band and crowd loved the songs I was playing, but Id never been so in sync with my true, authentic voice and power.

We sat and jammed and I closed my eyes and could almost see my pop star dreams coming true. The energy of having a band behind songs Id written with amazing writers in Nashville on a tour to a foreign country expanded my limiting beliefs about who I could become.

I was doing it. I was touring. I had a band of cool people. I had community members who helped sell the merchandise I had made.  I had a great supporter and collaborator Marika Hallendy who was helping to organized the whole trip.

I say it was I that had it but really it was a we. The whole tour wouldn’t have happened had I not had so many players working and weaving it together.

Ari, one of Marika’s dearest friends is a lawyer that we’ve been working with. She showed up to the gig at Northern Ramble with my merch  Id forgotten back at the cabin. Despite myself lovely people were willing and ready to help.

I’m grateful to have Ari and Marika as we’ve gotten to have a lot of fun dinners and slumber parties since we’ve all started hanging out.

I didn’t know going into music that I would get not only to create epic stuff but I would get an adopted family of people from across borders.

It’s like– we work on writing, we work on copywrite, but we also talk about boyfriends new and old and share each others life stories.

I shared the bill for Northern Ramble with the kindest soul and country artist Arlene Quinn. A lot of her clients for music therapy came out to see the show. Some were special needs. They were a really supportive audience.

I was struck by Arlene’s power presence as well as vulnerability onstage. From her lyrics and stories I could tell she was someone I wanted to learn from.

I told Marika, “I want to write with that woman.” We had already planned a relaxing evening at this place called The Peaks the following day. Marika came up with the idea to write with Arlene while we were at the resort. It was set.

The show went better than expected with a full house and my full band. Jeff and John understood me so well musically and gave the music the support it needed.

Dean Batstone was so kind and cool. He rewarded me with a Canadian cooler hockey backpack for playing. It’s like he already knew me so well. 😉

The Peaks the following day were beautiful. Marika, Arlene and I sat on the patio next to a pretty lake and mountainous scenery. We had drinks and appetizers and played for a quite funny bachelorette party.

After an hour of relaxing and talking we got to writing. Writing is so interesting because you have to share your experiences and get to the route of why the song is important. I got to learn about Arlene and her husband as well as share my own take on love and my experiences with it. We came up with a good hook that I won’t mention here because we haven’t recorded it yet but its pretty rad.

I have a lot of faith that everythings happening for a reason. Marika and Ari are coming down to Nashville soon. It just so happens that Arlene was planning to come the same week. The circumstances of the write as well as the exact travel dates for my two Canadian cowriters syncing up is beyond accidental.

We scheduled time in the studio because it was too good not to plan to record the song we’d had so much fun writing that day.

It was sad to say goodbye to Canada and everyone at the end of the trip. I’m trying my best to explain all the elements of the weekend that made it beautiful but Its really hard to put into words. I’ll sum it up in bullet points.

  1. People can be REALLY nice.
  2. DO NOT LIMIT YOURSELF OR YOUR BLESSINGS- things can always go better than expected
  3. Canadians, or at least the ones I met, kept me WELL FED.

This week is another busy one. Writing a bunch. Playing a bunch. If you are in Nashyvegasville this week check out me at Belcourt Taps Friday June 15 5PM and Bobbys Idle Hour Saturday June 16 6PM.

Heres a freeform poem for those who made it to the end of this post:


Are you a dreamer?

Don’t lose your spark

cause darling no matter what

you can’t avoid the dark

do you have the courage

to do as you please?

you’re who you answer to

why not believe?

5/11/2018 Feeling Empowered

Our world is governed by our word.

We call Nashville, “Music City,” and thus it is known for its music.

We call Paris the “City of Love,” and people go there to feel romance and passion.

Word establishes qualities that people are reminded of when they think of a certain person or place.

That’s why I always refer to myself as “Famous Pop Star Sarah Mae Chilton.”

Id like to think that if I keep speaking it into my life, I will eventually become my own self fulfilling prophecy, as spoken by pop star and extraordinary woman Marina Diamandis. (marina and the diamonds)  ——->


I have been raised to carry a lot of shame about who I am and constantly don’t feel good enough.

I think it has to do with being graded in school and never living up to expectations I felt society had placed on me.

It hasn’t been till I set my own cool expectations that I have found happiness.

I have complete control over my opinions and therefore can choose what I’d like to be. I choose also to love myself unconditionally. No matter what.

Maya Angelou, knew what it meant to stand tall and love oneself, fiercely, despite their surroundings:


You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
’Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.


This poem was written with slavery and oppression in mind but also has universal ideals.

No matter what happens, the choice to stand and be powerful is up to the individual.

In the strength to continually rise… there is hope.

I want to believe that with the dream of music I will continually rise. I am grateful for my cheerleaders and cheer on those who listen and act upon the still, soft voice that telling them the desires of their heart.

life doesn’t have to be sad. A happy universe is out there waiting for anyone who only has the courage to step through destiny’s doors.


  1. New and old songwriting friends and connections this week
  2. getting to play songs with some new folks on stage
  3. recording tomorrow!
  4. new relationship
  5. Nashville being freakin really cool


Sarah Mae Chilton

5/4/2018 The Journey Prepares You

Dreams can be found in the here and now. Each moment is a stepping stone that prepares you for your full potential. My past experiences have taught me to be a better musician, human and friend.

When I was in Chapel Hill North Carolina getting my degree, all I wanted was to be in Nashville.

I was very depressed. I felt like I was wasting my youth following the status quo…going to college where a lot of my friends were going. Both my parents went to college and it was just an expectation in my family.

I’d been good at school my whole life and worked really hard so dropping out to be a musician might’ve been cool but I also loved the world of academia.

My education will continue hopefully. Getting a PHD is another dream of mine.

I’ve always thought, once I’d made it as a popstar, Id use my money to pay off student loans and get a PHD in something completely fascinating. I’d love to study fashion or art curation. That’d be cool. Who knows.

I was depressed through college however because I doubted I was on the right path. How could I pursue my popstar passions in Chapel Hill North Carolina where everyone else was trying to be nurses or doctors or business professionals?

When I told people my majors were music and anthropology… they asked me, “what are you going to do with that?”

I felt like “IM GONNA BE A FAMOUS POPSTAR,” would not have been a socially acceptable response.

Its only in hindsight that I see how my time at Chapel Hill prepared me for Nashville.

I got to learn that I wasn’t the center of the universe going from the top of my class to being an average joe in the smartness category.

Its funny because when I moved to Nashville I experienced a similar piece of humble pie. I was mediocre compared to all the talented musicians and writers.

This time though I haven’t been shocked that there are people better than me. I don’t have to be the best. I just have to find my own way.

The music scene in Chapel Hill also prepared me for moving to Nashville.

By the time I moved, I had learned how to make small recording projects in a studio, play on stage and collaborate with other musicians.

The most important thing that happened in Chapel Hill by far was the incredible friendships I made. I would never be who I am today without the late night conversations in the dorms with students on a completely different career path than me.

We discussed religion, politics, our backgrounds. I found out people didn’t believe the same things I did. They were raised entirely different. I gained a larger perspective on my own values.

I had people in the music community in Chapel Hill show me that I was lovable even at my worst. I let a lot of my demons shine on and off stage in that town. I had people there who loved me anyways. Who cared what was going on. They didn’t enable my behaviors but they showed me that they would stick with me through them. That unconditional love and support is something I will carry with me.

To conclude sometimes following your dreams isn’t what you think it will be. It doesn’t happen overnight and in the process of following dreams you find new ones that you didn’t even know you had. What’s most significant is the relationships you build, the moments you share, and the whole process in general.


5/1/2018 On mini Tour to Canada and How Dream Following is a FUN, WINDING ADVENTURE

The weekend of May 18-20th I will be flying out to Ottawa, Canada to cowrite with one of my dear friends Marika, help inspire young kids to go for their dreams, and play several music shows.


MAY 19 THE NEAT 12-2pm


There are several lessons I have learned with putting this trip together that have expanded my idea of what dream following can be.

do not limit what your career path will look like and expect things to go better than expected.

When I first moved to Nashville, I thought that the way I would find success is through meeting the right industry people, getting a record deal, and going down in history. or something perfect like that.

In reality, a lot of my music career has been creating my own opportunities. Its a cool process because I can be or create whatever type of music artist I want to be.

Here is what Nashville has REALLY been for me:

Building friendships with other creative writers and musicians; working together to build our careers and generate good music product.

I met Marika, my Canadian co-writing friend at the Commodore Grille one night after playing a writers round with one of my other dear collaborators, Jan Buckingham.

We were immediate friends, enjoying a drink and a laugh with promise of writing together soon.

A couple Skype writes and a few killer songs later, she invites me to Canada to encourage her students (she is a teacher) to follow their dreams in an annual festival.

I hadn’t even thought to go to Canada in my life.

But my dad (A well respected scientist) has always told me that the universe puts doors in front of you and all you have to do is walk through them.

Success follows taking advantage of good opportunities as they present themselves.

I said yes.

We decided it’d be good while I’m up there to go ahead and play some shows in the area.

But it did take work to get the gigs organized. Which is another lesson I’ve learned about career building opportunities:


I had to follow up for several weeks/months with music venues solidifying gig dates.

I also had to reach out to Marika to connect me with other musicians in the area to make sure locals would want to come out to the gigs.

Luckily her friend and talented musician, Kevin Lentz would play with me for The Neat and North Ramble connected me with the lovely country artist Arlene Quinn.

So that was settled. A bit of local flavor to spice up everything.

Now I’ve been working on flyers, online promotions, designing a little merch for the shows and setting up an online store on my website.


I’m going to be certain by the end of May 5 that my website is a revenue generating machine.

I at least want people to be able to buy a  “LIFE IS HARD BEING A FAMOUS POP STAR. BUT SOMEONE HAS TO DO IT,” mug.


There’s more I could say about going to Canada but I don’t want to bore everyone with details.

I’ll leave you with this:


That’s all for today,


Sarah Mae Chilton