Paella on the terrace with amazing RLP kitchen staff
Deborah Szekely
bougainvillea
activity pool
poolside
a sweet bench
Kathy and Laura
beautiful views everywhere!
inspiring place to journal
daily quote board
piano concert in Oak Tree Pavillion
My latest visit to Rancho La Puerta, a world-renowned health and wellness resort in Tecate, Mexico, marked my 17th year as a musical guest at the Ranch. With 40 miles of hiking trails, delicious vegetarian food, stunning gardens, meandering brick paths, swimming pools, fitness classes, and, of course, a gorgeous Steinway B piano and dreamy performance space, the Ranch is my idea of heaven on earth.
While there, I presented two singing classes and a piano concert. My day included early morning practicing from 6–8 a.m. followed by swimming, soaking, yoga, and long walks. I brought my dear friend Kathy Lee as a guest, and she delighted in attending a variety of fitness classes, morning hikes, tennis, pickleball, Pilates, and lectures on diet and brain health.
One of the highlights of my week, in addition to seeing old friends from past visits, was a dinner for the presenters hosted by the Ranch’s co-founder, Deborah Szekely, who will turn 104 in May. During the dinner, she offered sage advice on living a long and healthy life: stay curious, follow the Ranch diet, and remain positive. Her mind is sharp, her stories engaging, and she continues inspiring others toward leading healthy, vibrant, and impactful lives. At the dinner she asked me to lead the group in a song, I chose a simple old camp tune that seems perfect for the tranquil Ranch atmosphere: “I’ve Got Peace like a River.”
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You never know when creative ideas will surface, so I try to keep my heart open to the muse at all times, even when I’m sleeping. For example, in the middle of the night last night, the letters L-M-N-O-P popped into my mind. Perhaps, like “LMNOP” in the alphabet song, the last couple of months have felt like a mashup of musical events, one leading right into the other. Those events have included working as a Visiting Artist in Western Washington, attending local performances, practicing, and teaching. Can you spot the LMNOP in the post below?
Lynden, Washington: For the past few weekends, I’ve been on the road to Redmond, Renton, Auburn, and Lynden—all destinations in Western Washington. This was my first time in Lynden, a charming, serene small town very near the Canadian border. There, I worked with six teachers and sixteen students whose pieces were magnificently prepared and polished. Our event took place in the middle of a beautiful art gallery on a Schimmel concert grand. When I wasn’t working with students, I enjoyed walking around the downtown area, visiting the bookstore, eating tasty food, and savoring my boutique hotel experience at the Lynden Inn, which used to be a department store back in the day.
Magical Music Moments: While in Renton at the Red Door Music Studio of Mary Kay Owen, I was touched that she had each student warm up with a pioneer song from the Old West as a nod to my book,Music in the Westward Expansion: Songs of Heart and Place on the American Frontier. In addition, when one of the young pianists performed a piece called Morning in Yellowstone, I was moved to tears at the tenderness and emotional depth of her performance.
Northwest Boy Choir: One of my piano students, Mikey, is member of the Northwest Boy Choir. Recently his family (Thank you Walt, Karla, Sophia, and Mikey), treated me to a stunning concert at St. Stephens Episcopal Church featuring a combination of folk and modern songs along with the Fauré Requiem. The performance of How Can I Keep From Singing, like Morning in Yellowstone, moved me to tears.
My life flows on in endless song Above earth’s lamentation. I hear the real, though far off hymn That hails a new creation. Above the tumult and the strife, I hear its music ringing
It sounds an echo in my soul. How can I keep from singing?
Opera: My friend Marianne and I attended Seattle Opera’s latest production – Fellow Travelers. Featuring a small cast, it tells the story of government workers who were persecuted because of their sexual orientation in the McCarthy era. What’s more, the opera is a universal story of love, suffering, betrayal, friendship, and strength of character. I’m still thinking about the music, the libretto, the set, the costumes, the singers, and the story.
Walt working with visiting artist Dr. Gabriel Mañalac.
Piano (and voice) Lessons: Along side the travel, working with students on the road, attending productions, and preparing my own music for upcoming performances, there’s the constant wheel of teaching private lessons in my studio. Particularly inpsiring to me are my adult students. There’s Sean, a voice student, with a lovely baritone voice who is revisiting singing as a creative outlet and as a personal challenge (you should hear him sing Sixteen Tons!). Walt is an advanced student who beautifully played a Haydn Sonata and Bach Invention for a Seattle Music Artistry Program; Karen recently purchased a new piano and is all in as far as practicing, attending weekly lessons, and bringing a willing attitude and humor to the challenge of learning to play; Lynh, an early intermediate student has already learned to play the theme from Pride and Prejudice, the theme from Pirates of the Caribbean, and is now working on an arrangement of Nothing Else Matters by Metallica.
Along with these joyful musical events, lessons, and the daily activities of life, I find myself part of a tiny team, along with my brother Scott and my beloved Aunt Jeannie. Together we are managing the health care and the living situation for my mom in Montana.
Scott and Laura on the Missouri River walk on a cold morning in Great Falls, Montana
I’m struck that in the middle of difficult personal and family challenges and the day- to-day business of living a life of music, it is possible to hold the duality of joy while also experiencing sorrow. I’m reminded of this beautiful quote:
I will find new meaning in every joy and sorrow. — Rumi
Last Friday morning at 7:00 a.m., I stood with my fellow Swimtrek swimmers—and new friends—on the shore of Oualie Beach on the island of Nevis and looked out across the channel to our swimming destination called Reggae Beach on the island of St. Kitts, 2.5 miles across the water. In our five days of swimming, this would be our most demanding swim, as we would be encountering rolling waves (some as high as five feet) combined with a strong crosscurrent. Just before we entered the water, our trusty swim guide, Ricky Andrews, in his lively English accent, recited a Shakespeare quote from Julius Caesar:
“There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.”
Ready to swim from Nevis to St. Kitts
The first group of three (the pink caps) reached the other side first; perhaps they were motivated by the small, curious shark that trailed them until the guide boat scared it away with a rev of the motor. My group (the yellow caps) included four very strong San Diego swimmers—used to swimming in the chop—and me. We made it in an hour and 40 minutes give or take. The orange caps arrived as the grand finale –to the sound of cheering and applause on Reggae Beach. You can see in the video below, that sometimes the swimming was one stroke forward and two strokes back!
Zuzana and Laura happy after a big day of swimming
Our crossing was just one of six swims we completed during our trip. All told, we swam about 21,000 yards (around 12 miles) in five days. We also enjoyed the natural tropical flora and fauna surrounding our hotel (including monkeys), shared delicious meals, relaxed, walked, and practiced a little yoga. The highlight for me—beyond the swimming—was the new friends. Shout-out to the world’s greatest roomie, Zuzana, who lives in Luxembourg!
Dinner at Turtletime
This year has been a bit of a challenge, with a big change in my personal life. However, just as we kept swimming to our destination on that long channel crossing–despite the rolling waves and strong current—in the water and in life—it doesn’t hurt to have strong people and trusty guides around you. Did I mention those San Diego swimmers and their powerful poise in the water? Did I mention our motivating, enthusiastic, and incredibly experienced swim guide, Ricky? And how about the tranquil, patient, and wise local guide, Nedd? Applause, applause! (Nedd also manages a “learn to swim program” in Nevis called SwimRite. Check it out!) And of course, thanks to the boat captains, the staff at Oualie Resort, and to Sexy Taxi for airport transfers!
SwimTrek is a UK company offering 50 different guided swimming trips around the world. Last year, I took a SwimTrek to Espíritu Santo in Mexico, and now I’m hooked. Now excuse me—I have to plan my next SwimTrek.
Finding Joy in Difficult Times “We need joy as we need air. We need love as we need water. We need each other as we need the earth we share.” — Maya Angelou
Many things in our world are out of our control, and sometimes the daily news cycle is enough to make us want to stay in bed with the covers pulled up over our heads. Rather than dwelling on what we can’t change, let’s turn our attention to the loved ones, activities, and rituals that add peace and light to our days.
Liam at the Yellowstone RiverBowlingwindyTrain DepotLaura Loving LivingstonOh Deerall dressed upCan’t Think of Anyone Else to Blame by David RathmanArt walk TrioDowntown Livingstonhey sunflowerBig Sky CountryScott, Gail, and Laura Dean Scott and Laura
My nephew Liam and I recently spent a couple of days and nights in Livingston, Montana. Livingston is a historic railroad town near the North Entrance of Yellowstone Park. Many of the original buildings remain intact or have been painstakingly restored. The charming downtown area welcomes visitors with eclectic shops, bright flower baskets, and an artsy vibe. Liam and I visited the Railway Station Museum, bowled at the local bowling alley, walked along the Yellowstone River, strolled through Sacajawea Park, dined out, and explored many of the wonderful thrift stores and boutiques. We also joined an evening art walk where we saw several works by the artist David Rathman, who is originally from my hometown of Choteau, Montana.
After our Livingston segment, my brother and I drove from his home in Clyde Park (near Livingston) to Great Falls to visit my mom. The original Dean trio had a great time visiting the former homes of our beloved grandparents, reminiscing about our childhood, sipping afternoon coffee at the Buffalo Blanc coffee shop across from Central High, cooking dinner together, and swimming at my mom’s condo.
Liam loves music, records, and vintage finds. He introduced me to a song by the progressive rock band from the 1970s called England, and in particular, the song —“All Alone” from their album —Garden Shed. Liam asked me if I could play the piece. I failed to find the sheet music for this obscure track, but I composed something inspired by it…
How Did It End by Taylor Swift, played by Laura Dean
In a recent episode of And Just Like That (Season 3, Episode 9), Carrie Bradshaw—wearing a knockout “I just threw this on” kind of outfit—sat at a café table facing her longtime paramour, Aidan. And just like that….. their romance came to an end—in a swift heartbreaking scene.
After a short conversation about their insurmountable obstacles, Carrie and Aidan come to the conclusion: it’s over! After a goodbye embrace, Carrie turns on her heel and struts down the sidewalk (in her sky-high pumps, of course), away from Aidan, and into the next chapter of her life. Cue the Taylor Swift deep-cut slow burn, “How Did It End,” from her album, The Tortured Poets Department.
I’m a huge fan of And Just Like That, the sequel to Sex and the City. Decades removed from the original debut, the SATC characters—now in middle age, still in their fantasy footwear and otherworldly wardrobes—navigate real-life situations many of us “of a certain age” can relate to: aging bodies, adult children, career challenges, complicated relationships, and above all, the enduring power of friendship.
Haunted with the scene and the song, the next day, I watched the scene again and located the sheet music to “How Did It End” on Musicnotes.com. One of my favorite things about being a musician is the ability to get my hands on the sheet music and play something that resonates on a personal level. In this case, the inspiration was the perfect storm: a relatable story, a beautifully crafted scene, and an emotional song.
Taylor Swift’s lyrics for the first verse and chorus of “How Did It End”:
Come one, come all It’s happenin’ again The empathetic hunger descends We’ll tell no one Except all of our friends We must know How did it end?
We hereby conduct this post-mortem He was a hothouse flower to my outdoorsman Our maladies were such we could not cure them And so a touch that was my birthright became foreign
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Last Saturday, I attended the Barry Manilow concert at Climate Pledge Arena in Seattle. My memories of Barry go way back to the ’70s, when my mom would play his records while cleaning the house on Saturday mornings. I love playing his ballads on the piano, and I still remember the words to his greatest hits. I gleefully sang along with my fellow Fanilows to all the songs, which just kept coming all night—Mandy, Weekend in New England, Looks Like We Made It, American Bandstand, and many more, ending, of course, with the grand finale: Copacabana.
Throughout the evening, Barry—who is 82 years old, by the way—sang, played the piano, danced, changed costumes, and told stories about growing up as the child of a single mother in Brooklyn. In particular, he highlighted his special relationship with his grandfather, who encouraged Barry’s musical talent.
What a delight and inspiration to see this American treasure—a consummate professional—deliver such a joyful and entertaining concert packed with pizzazz, authenticity, musicality, warmth, gratitude, grace, energy, and compassion. For the hour and a half that he performed, we all forgot about what was going on outside the performance hall and enjoyed the “True Blue Spectacle” that is Barry Manilow.
In addition to his stellar performances, Barry’s legacy project is The Manilow Music Project, which, according to the website, “empowers underfunded school music programs to provide quality music education. By donating instruments and equipment and providing scholarships nationwide, the project gives disadvantaged young people the opportunity to experience community, passion, and creativity through the gift of music.” To date, the Manilow Music Project has given away approximately ten million dollars in instruments and scholarships.
At our Seattle concert, Barry honored Ethan Thomas, a music teacher at West Seattle High School. Barry had Ethan stand up and announced that he would be receiving $10,000 for the school’s music program! Bravo! In his tribute to Ethan, Barry commented, “Music will change a young person’s life.” Indeed!
Evan, my thirteen year old nephew, flew from Bozeman, Montana out to Seattle (on his own) to visit me during spring break. This was his first time on an airplane and his first time in Seattle. What a delight to show him around this beautiful city and to see it all through his eyes.
We used the light rail and our feet as our main sources of transportation for our iconic adventures. Our first full day together included a trip to Pike Place Market where we explored the flower stalls, fish counters, a gelato shop, and the corridor of shops that are nestled below the main market where we rummaged through vintage photographs and records.
From the market we made our way down to the Seattle waterfront where we hopped on the Bainbridge Ferry. During the crossing, we enjoyed our picnic lunch while taking in the sparkling views of Puget Sound and the Seattle skyline.
On our second day, we headed to the Seattle Center where we spent a good chunk of time at the Museum of Pop Culture (MoPop). Highlights at MoPop for Evan included the video game room, the Nirvana and Jimi Hendrix exhibits, and most of all, the hands on musical experience of playing guitars, drums, and keyboards in small practice rooms. Evan is very musical and he tried all of the instruments and he even let me jam with him. What a thrill to play music with my nephew!
MoPopPike Place MarketBainbridge FerryJam RoomJamming at homeAunt Laura’s Homemade Pizza
In the late afternoons and evenings, exhausted from our big adventures, we relaxed at home with games, tasty meals, and we played even more music together in the Yellow House Experience Music Venue.
On the final day, I drove Evan to the airport and accompanied him to the gate. I was sorry to see him go, but I know he’ll be back. It’s a reminder that connecting with family and spending quality time with those we love is truly priceless.
Here’s a piano version of “Smells Like Teen Spirit” by Nirvana – played by Aunt Laura for Evan, who loves Nirvana.
Last week, I wrapped up what I fondly refer to as “March Musical Madness.” This year, my March musical travels as a visiting artist took me to Kenmore, Mukilteo, Whidbey Island, and Everett.
As a visiting artist for the Washington State Music Teachers’ Association for the past five years, I’ve worked with students and teachers in a variety of locations across Washington state. Each student who signs up for the Music Artistry Event (called MAP) performs two pieces and receives feedback in the form of written comments and a mini-lesson with the visiting artist.
There are several visiting artists working across the state throughout the entire month of March. In all, I listened to, wrote comments for, and worked with approximately 150 students. Although the schedule is grueling – with long days and travel away from home – it is truly a privilege to work with these students and to meet so many dedicated teachers.
With this in mind, you can imagine my surprise when I crossed paths with a former teacher at one of the events. While we were chit-chatting, I asked her, “Are you still doing any playing?”
She flatly responded with a question, “What’s the point?”
I was caught off guard. For once, I had no words. Her question was left hanging in the air as we parted ways. However, I was thinking of a response long after the conversation.
What is the point?
Well, let me count the ways……
Aurelia and Laura at the Seattle MAP 2025. (My own students also play in the Seattle MAP)
The point is connection. Music brings people together – of all ages, backgrounds, and viewpoints – around the shared goal of practicing, creating, and listening to music. Connecting with one another through music makes the world a more connected and humane place.
The point is healing. In my book, Music in the Westward Expansion: Songs of Heart and Place on the American Frontier, I explore countless examples of how music in the 1800s provided solace, hope, and healing during difficult times. As people fought to hold onto their culture or made their way across the continent in covered wagons and set up homesteads in challenging landscapes, music was a touchstone, a candle in the darkness.
As in centuries past, music still heals. For example, in my own life, focusing on my musical studies and activities provided a comfort and grounding when my dad died in a car accident when I twelve.
The point is legacy. Music is a way of traveling through time. Every song, every piece carries echoes of culture, values, aesthetics, and history—the good and the bad. Music helps us make sense of the world we live in by creating, performing, and listening to works that reflect the spirit of their time.
Consider Antonín Dvořák’s New World Symphony, composed in 1893, which encouraged other leading composers to draw from homegrown musical traditions. What great musical work will our current moment in history yield?
The point is joy and celebration. Throughout history, we’ve turned to music to celebrate life’s big events as well as the small moments: births, friendships, weddings, birthdays, family gatherings, falling in love, the day to day workweek and weekends. Our lives are enriched by the joy of teaching, practicing, performing, listening, and dancing to music. Music brings laughter, delight, and lightness to our days.
The point is personal growth and discovery. As lifelong learners, teachers, performers, and listeners, music challenges us and expands our minds and hearts. As a devoted music student myself, I’m continually inspired to grow as a musician, teacher, and lover of music. The more I learn the more I realize how much there is to explore.
The point is inspiration. A treasured memory from this past month: I was working with an eight-year-old on Whidbey Island. After she performed her pieces, we worked together on connecting and shaping her legato phrases within her lovely melodic piece. When our mini-lesson was finished, I asked, “How do you think this sounds now?”
She beamed and responded, “I think I sound like an angel.”
Moments like this are the point!
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Bird of Paradise outside the administration building at Rancho La Puerta
Cardio funk classes with Milo Levell, nutritional talks with Sohailla Digsby RD, wellness talks by medical adventurerDr. Brandee Waite, a mountain hike with friend and life coach, Emily Boorstein, time with my daughter, Ruby, swimming, visiting with old friends, and forging new friendships were some of the many highlights of my recent 2025 Rancho La Puerta trip. Rancho la Puerta, on the outskirts of Tecate, Mexico, is an expansive wellness resort that includes 4000 acres of hiking trails, gardens, gyms, yoga and dance studios, spas, swimming pools, a cooking school, an organic garden, and more. I first visited the Ranch in 2009 as a musical guest presenting a piano concert and singing classes, and have returned in the same capacity over a dozen times through the years. In fact, it is where I met my better half, Joe, who was a fitness instructor at the Ranch for some 30 years (that’s another story for another time).
Siempre Mejor, which translates to Always Better, is the motto of the Ranch. Indeed! Each visit provides opportunities for personal renewal and growth. At the end of the week, I ALWAYS leave with a feeling of gratitude and resolve that I am on the right path. My path includes the magic bullet of diet and exercise, self care, friendships, continuing education, travel, and meaningful work: teaching, studying, and performing music. As always, it’s good to return home, and as I look forward to a busy month ahead, which I refer to as “March Musical Madness.” In the next few weeks, I’ll work my own students in my studio as well as take to the road for work with a variety of students and teachers in the Western Washington region. As I step into March, I’m filled with energy, and a sense of calmness, ready to tackle what lies ahead. Siempre Mejor!
The Piano Concert in the Oak TreeLaura and Rubyveggie entreThe activity pool for lap swimmingOn the edge of the RanchHiking with Pal, Emily
