Yet I do what I can. Noticing that my thinking was moving in a negative direction, I knew I needed to take positive action. I sensed the right action had nothing to do with the tasks and projects but to play some notes and allow the vibrations to harmonize my thinking and emotions. I began an improvisation but quickly abandoned it. Then another one, when I noticed I was being too judgmental of myself and I let go of this effort. Switching to playing Gathered Hearts, I then stopped this as my thinking was too active and not on making music. I paused for a moment to breathe and settle, but again the thinking was active and damning.
I began another improvisation and immediately noticed the magic of the two opening arpeggios. My thinking quieted as I entered the moment of this unfolding improvisation. The magic had switched on and music was whispering. I followed as I could awash in the waves of sound, engaged in the act of music. Returning to the opening arpeggios, I choose a different direction and was pleasantly surprised with the outcome. Exploring this path for a bit, I paused to rest my body and notated the opening phrase. Upon returning to the guitar, I still was intrigued with this beginning and explored this further. When I found the improvisation was stalled, I began to play Gathered Hearts, this time from a unified space of body, mind, and spirit. Ever so grateful for music, the guitar, and life itself. Never sure why I can notice when the switch flips on and the creative juice trickles or flows. So much more than I deserve, what more can I desire?
