Rain came to the area today, so while I'm still congested, my breathing is easier. A delightful dinner with old friends tonight, friends who used to live around the corner. Today they cleaned their home in which they raised a family for the final time. On Monday, new life will enter this space and make a new home. Letting go, moving on, all part of this life. I'm happy that they are with us this weekend, to allow our home provide them a familiar space in which to be, as they complete this phase of their life. After conversation, they moved to rest and I to play.
After warming up, I did some work with the Etude in 7, and then began to just play. A melody appeared. And then the melody lengthened taking me on a journey for an hour. Teasing me, urging me to find the space within the melody, within me. Let go of my desires, just be with the notes that I had. Slowly a possibility for the next section appeared. Playing with this, wondering if I would be up late, taking note of what the muse was offering. A shift of mood with the piece came out. A good shift, one that let go of what was already established. Recording what I had, noticing my tiredness, I decided to let go and trust that the muse will return again, as long as I do. Slowly I am learning there is a time for rest, a time to let go ...
