The Magic of Music

Lots of people know that I sing in a choir, but very few people know that I play the piano.  Even fewer have heard me play.  This has to do with the reason that I play… more than anything else.

Whether I’m singing, listening to others, or playing it myself, music has the ability to speak to my heart… has the ability to dispel my doubts… has the ability to calm my fears.

Since I’ve been consumed with these writing projects of ours, I haven’t found the time to play as much as I use to.  Now, in my attempt to curb my impatience regarding these writing projects, I’ve been talking to my old friend again, by pulling out comforting songs that I use to play.

I’m a bit disheartened to find that my fingers have — temporarily — forgotten how to flow over the keys… like they use to.  I have to accept that it’ll be a while before the music can bring me the peace I’m longing for...

But I know that the peace is there… hidden in the pieces.  I just need to free the music from the pages.  When I free the music, I’ll free myself. 

Yes, music has always given me whatever I’ve needed from it — whether it be peace, joy, comfort, calmness, patience, strength, determination, reassurance, etc.  Whatever I feel at the time will pour out from me and onto the keyboard.  Once it transforms into music, the music will speak to my heart; all I have to do is listen to what it’s telling me.  It'll become a type of cleansing for me — very emotional and spiritual. 

Yes, very few people know that I play the piano.  Even fewer have heard me play.  This has to do with the reason that I play…

Today, I’m longing for patience and peace — the peace that comes from knowing I’m right where I’m supposed to be… doing what I’m meant to do… and that I’m not wasting my time on this endeavor of ours.

Yes... very few people know that I play the piano.  Even fewer have heard me play. 



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