Monday in a moment of inattention in my kitchen, I nicked the top of my first finger on the left hand slicing a bagel. What to do? I had intended to perform at least one piece at The Field on Tuesday night, maybe two. I was fairly certain the moment this happened that was out of the question.
Instead of returning to practice Monday afternoon, I addressed some piles of paper. I found a poem A Measure of Time I wrote in late October. In Guitar Craft we have an aphorism - Turn a seeming disadvantage into an advantage. I could work on my performance skills, by undertaking the reciting of this poem. Reading it again, I warmed to the idea of reading it on Tuesday. The recitation was close to 3 minutes so I knew I'd learn something in the process. As I rehearsed the reading my confidence grew and I made some minor edits to the poem. While driving on Tuesday I suddenly heard a new twist and pulled over to jot it down. Working with this later I decided the changes enhanced the poem.
Arriving at The Field with no guitar, I did state that I was showing. A brief bit of nervousness fluttered - me reading a ---- poem. I did. Easier than playing a musical work in progress or a finished piece for that matter. Received encouraging feedback.
This morning I picked up the guitar to see if it was possible to play yet. I loved hearing and feeling the vibrations. Soon the finger began to ache and I did not want to reopen the wound so I let go.
Besides allowing my hands, arms and back to rest from playing guitar, I've also practiced more Qi Gong than usual. This can only have good returns long term. Appointments made and kept; and yes the piles are growing a little bit smaller. I do miss my guitar though.
Friday, November 7, 2014
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