I was watching a beautiful snow fall this afternoon. Thoughts about practicing guitar arose and were countered with - I did have a good practice this morning. True, but I was in a great place, which is always a good time to practice. Besides I thought I could practice looking out the window as the snow fell.
And it was beautiful - watching snow without concern, while playing. Can I release the notes as effortlessly, beautifully and uniquely as each snowflake? Just as the snow cascades from the sky, may the notes release from my guitar with rhythm and space amongst them. May they blanket the ears of the listener as gracefully as the snow caresses the trees and grass. May my notes resonate after they have landed continuing to inspire, change, and add to the life of the listener. May I be as silent as the Heavens from which the snow and music descends.
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