The gift arrives over the bridge of discipline - my daily pursuit of practice and moving from the known towards the unknown. Discipline allows me to travel to the edge of what I know and glimpse a tiny bit of the beyond. Attention to what I am doing allows me to listen and discern when a gift is being offered. Practice readies the piece to be heard by others.
Moving into the unknown space of performing is a journey to another edge. Another gift, one which brings a new level to the creative act. I have learned first from the experience of my teacher, now through my own practice that music changes when people listen. Sometimes the audience also changes; sometimes the musician also. To effect this change the musician must be available to the gift of music he has been given, to the audience, and to himself. Nearly impossible for this musician, yet the aspiration remains, so the path to the edge is followed.
Tonight I wonder, what might be possible, if I offer music to an audience rather than perform music? Might the innocence of the moment the muse has whispered be enlivened again? Sounding impossible again, yet with a bit more hope.