I got up early this morning, and did something that I have never done – in my entire life.
I looked at music written for cello.
And, it seemed that in a sudden way, my brain re-configured itself.
I am in a New Land now.
A mental New Land.
I looked at different pieces of music, written for cello, and actually had an understanding of it.
My eyes started watering.
I did it.
I made it to the shore of an entirely new world for me.
There is no ample way of describing how that makes me feel.
I feel different.
In a beautiful way.
I understand something.
I can’t recall feeling this way when I was a child – learning how to play the piano.
Times were difficult, during those days.
The Viet Nam war.
I ran to music, and hid my head in it.
This time, is different.
I chose this voyage.
I am not a refuge of war.
I am not filled with emotional turmoil.
I am a traveler.
And, now I am in