The old Queensland Museum - on a Monday night!
Hands up those who can still get away with a really late night and not be wrecked for a week?
Not me anymore. Oh my goodness, Tuesdays are a challenge these days! This orchestra thing on a Monday night doesn't finish until 10.30pm, so by the time I get home and into bed.... and unwind through another half an hour of 'ta, ti, ta, ti, ti, ti - ta, ti, ta, ti, ti, ti's'... it's after midnight .....and then I slumber through more mental rehearsals until dawn.
Oh yeah and there's my foot.
I'm feeling it. Tuesday mornings, I can't move my arms or my neck. I sit there, in rehearsals, so tense, for almost 4 hours, amongst violin teachers (really good virtuoso players!!!), trying to get every note, every entry perfect. Oh my neck.
But here's the good bit. I look around, I savour every moment. Savour, savour, savour. It's so not a bore like it used to be when I was a busy teenager, wanting to be everywhere else but orchestra rehearsal. I don't care if I miss the notes and everyone looks at me as a result. It's so beautiful, even with my mistakes. It's just so beautiful. I hum the music when we're not playing it... I hum the music during the week. My life now has a beautiful soundtrack. I carry the music in my heart. I am a different person because of orchestra on Monday nights..... and I am so grateful... even with the aches and pains, I am so grateful.
Do you have something in your life that exhausts you?....extends you?.....thrills you?
I can highly recommend it... once you get over the shakes and the nausea!
Happy Tuesday!
PS. What would life be? Without a song.. or dance... what are we?
Thank you for the music, for giving it to me. HERE
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