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August 01, 2015
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Last night's PBS documentary about the 2013 "The Cliburn" contest scrutinized the individual contestants, revealing much about diverse childhoods, families and upbringing, personality quirks, and the special passion that brought each to the most challenging musical competition in the world.
I especially appreciated the documentary's exploring the theme of "self-reference" - how each contestant necessarily tamed that muse/monster in his/her own mastery of the most technically challenging piano music ever written. Imagine, for a minute, the ramifications of "Monitor/Modify" as your ten fingers play literally thousands of notes per minute before an audience of 2,000 and a bevy of perfection-demanding jurors, realizing all the while that this contest - THIS moment - is literally altering the rest of your life in profound ways.
The self-reference "solution" - independently discovered by each of the finalists (all in their teens or twenties) - was to forget the audience; forget every performance of that piece you'd ever heard; forget the perfectionist jurors; and forget whatever struggles you had to overcome to be on this stage at this moment. Drop it all and invite your authentic being to merge with the indefinable being of the music. - Become the music.
Virtuosity, thy name is Continuity.. edited 16:59, 1 Aug 2015
I think the first one was too large. It's hard to do on my phone.
Hope you enjoy :-)
As was our last retreat meeting in-world - peaceful and nourishing. Thanks again, everyone.
Oh, and one more thought:
"To earn the trust of your meditation, you have to visit it every day. It’s like having a puppy." – Chelsea Richer edited 22:35, 1 Aug 2015
Continuing on. The big round moon still rising over the harbour.
The children sleep peacefully in their beds.
The day was a calming one. Moving from questioning myself to acceptance.
I broke a shovel but bought a new one to bury a chicken.
The stillness of the pause assisted me as each bit of work got
Done.
Cat's photo:( so I deleted that and did it over.
Cat can yours come back? Please? Sorry!
I love your picture of the moon :-)