Thursday, February 11, 2010
Tex has it right - it's time to crash.
Wishing myself and all of my Spark Pals eight hours of restful sleep.
Sleep well, my friends
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
I took advantage of my day off to spend some quality time with my new Cordoba flamenco guitar. One thing about teaching, it does not leave me with much time or energy at the end of a work day, so a snow day is a luxury in terms of being able to put in some good music time.
I had noticed that the ebony on the neck looked dry when my new guitar arrived and that has been bothering me. I had also heard that the strings that come with this guitar are cheapos, and not very good quality, so I had purchased some high quality flamenco strings to replace them at the same time I ordered my Cordoba.
Since the neck needed some attending to, I decided to go ahead and restring. Restringing a classical or flamenco guitar is a bear! First of all, the nylon strings are slippery as all get out, and second of all, they don't have the convenient little ball at the end that a steel string has, that keeps the string in place while you wind it. You have to kind of lace those slippery little devils around each other, hopefully in an attractive manner. So, the whole process takes a while, especially when you are relatively new at it.
This is a close-up of how I restrung her.
And this is how she looks with an application of guitar honey buffed into her neck, and restrung with good strings. Pretty sweet, methinks
I also made yummy smoothies for DH and me, got the bubbles out for Stella to chase in the snow, did the laundry, talked to my son, Jesse, on the phone, and played lots and lots of music.
So, perhaps this was a boring blog, but it was an absolutely delightful snow day! Sometimes, just having leisurely time to take on projects is just the perfect thing.
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
There are lessons and there are Lessons. I have found, over the course of my life, that I have three lessons that repeat themselves again and again. At first, they were revelations. Next, they were frustrations. Why didn't I get the message? What's wrong with me that I can't learn these life's lessons? Now they are old friends. I meet up with them, laugh, and embrace them.
My repeating lessons:
In a fast paced and competitive world, it is easy to get caught up with believing we need to speed up to accomplish our goals as well as to work harder and longer. Society values our intellect over our intuitive and spiritual wisdom, so we live in our heads rather than trusting the wisdom of the heart and body. Life becomes dominated by dogged pursuit of goals, most often goals set by others.
The great irony in life is that what we believe to be efficient is actually the obstacle that prevents true accomplishment. By hurrying to get things done, sticking tightly to a predetermined schedule, and by trusting only our logic, we miss many opportunities to live, think, and grow more creatively and expansively.
I keep learning these lessons in art, in music, in teaching, in martial arts, in meditation, in yoga, in relationships - the list is endless. Every new endeavor I have taken on, the lessons can be pared down to the same three.
Slow Down - live in the exact moment without thinking ahead to the next one. Hear the note I just played resonate until completion, feel the exact movement I am making, fulfill each moment before moving naturally into the next.
Relax - release the physical and mental tensions that hold me back by letting go of expectations and trying so hard. How? By slowing down, living in the exact moment, and by not thinking so much.
Stop Thinking - allow the innate knowledge of my body, my heart, and my spirit to take the helm. I love to think and my mind works overtime, but intellectualizing and analyzing each detail can get in the way of deep learning. Our brains are only one part of the beautiful entity of our beings, but they can dominate our actions to the point where intellect can actually interfere with true learning.
All three are distinct, discreet, yet intertwined and inseparable. Each time I believe I completely understand and have integrated these lessons into my life, they are presented to me again on a new level. They have enriched my life beyond my capacity to express their deepest impact, and I cherish each opportunity to meet them again in their next metamorphosis.
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