In September, my energetic music
teacher Trevor initiated an informal weekly session on composition, and my
buddy Julie signed up for it. Somehow,
despite my taking three other classes, I got swept up into the fun, too. Julie has now completed a lengthy theme and
variations for piano, while I am still struggling with a few incredibly short
vocal pieces, including, believe it or not, a Yogi Berra song cycle. Actually, they are not horrible, but the
process of working out the details on staff paper…well, tedious is the
word. Our works are going to be
performed in two weeks! As Yogi said, “When
you see the fork in the road, take it.”
This was certainly a fork I did not see coming.
Thursday, November 19, 2015
Sitting Still November 19, 2015
Following
a surgery some dozen years ago, I stayed home for a few weeks to recuperate. It was October. I sat on the window seat
in my living room, reading and just looking out over the neighborhood. I was struck by the simplicity and the beauty
of it all – leaves tumbling to the street, neighbors walking their dogs, birds
flitting about the trees, the mail carrier hiking up and down our hill, the UPS
delivery person just as the sun was setting.
And I thought to myself, “This must happen every day, but I never see
it.” A whole universe of routine and contentment within a
few feet of my front door, and I always rushing too quickly to drink it in.
Today I scrapped my busy schedule to rest in my kitchen, write a few letters, and reflect on the past few months. Sometimes, it seems, our most precious moments lie in just sitting still.
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