So, it just dawned on me that there are only 12 days until the end of the second year of this process. Wow, has the last year gone fast! I know I probably said this at about this point last year (and at some point I'll go back and check), but I fee like, heading into year three of this process, I'm possibly in the best shape I could possibly be, given the progress that has (or hasn't) been made up to this point.
Sometime in either August or September, I'm going to start teaching again. First time in a long time. I had challenged myself at the beginning of the month to be ready for whatever musical challenges that would bring. I'm not there yet, but I'm getting closer than I was at the start of the month. The blog review has helped with that feeling.
I got a chance to sit down and play a bit tonight for the first time in what felt like forever. It feels good, if a bit foreign. All of this time off from playing is killing me. It seems like every time I build up a comfort level, and get to the point where, if I keep at it, serious progress will be made, something interrupts my progress. If I'm going to teach, I've either a) got to be ready for anything, or b) stay at least one step ahead of each student. At the start, that shouldn't be too hard. Later on, though? We shall see.
It's time to get really serious. The pieces are there, I've just got to take the time to make sure they fit together right. The great leap forward is coming. I just wish it hadn't taken almost three years to get here. But then again, it's about the journey, right? Not always the destination.
Sometime in either August or September, I'm going to start teaching again. First time in a long time. I had challenged myself at the beginning of the month to be ready for whatever musical challenges that would bring. I'm not there yet, but I'm getting closer than I was at the start of the month. The blog review has helped with that feeling.
I got a chance to sit down and play a bit tonight for the first time in what felt like forever. It feels good, if a bit foreign. All of this time off from playing is killing me. It seems like every time I build up a comfort level, and get to the point where, if I keep at it, serious progress will be made, something interrupts my progress. If I'm going to teach, I've either a) got to be ready for anything, or b) stay at least one step ahead of each student. At the start, that shouldn't be too hard. Later on, though? We shall see.
It's time to get really serious. The pieces are there, I've just got to take the time to make sure they fit together right. The great leap forward is coming. I just wish it hadn't taken almost three years to get here. But then again, it's about the journey, right? Not always the destination.
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