Ever so grateful for the day job, but the work sure does take a lot out of me. Fortunately there are the practices that nourish and sustain me physically, mentally, and spiritually. Without them I'd be either a raving lunatic or dead. So I practice.
Even with my exhaustion I was eager to pick up my guitar tonight, until I hit the basement that is. Noticing the tension and tiredness I was carrying, I hit the floor for an AT lie down. A nice long one, just over twenty minutes. Contemplating my body and letting go of the unnecessary tension that was clouding my thinking and hampering movement. I did not want to get up, and as I rolled over to get up, I was tempted to just go to bed.
But I have my goals and one of them is putting myself out there and looking for new music for 15 minutes a night. I knew I could do this. And I also knew that the energy inherent in reaching for and taking responsibility for my goal, my wishes, would carry me further. I began playing Journeyman's Way Home to touch innocence and then began improvising in a pattern of 5/7/5. The attention required to do this, coupled with the relaxation induced by the lie down, woke me up. I was connected, happy, and free. What more could I ask for. Where would I be without Music?
Art is not what you see but what you make others see. - Edgar Degas