I’m not sure if we’ve talked about this, but my first ever BIG DREAM was to be a professional flautist.
That’s a flute player who practices.
Anyway, I practiced so hard for so long that a really good school offered to pay me to play there. But it was kind of boring, in that it wasn’t QUITE the right Big Dream for me.
But, I LOVE, LOVE, LOVED to just play.
There are so many intersections between musicianship, artistry, and working toward your own Big Dream. But the one I want to share with you today is the idea of “doing” versus “discussing.”
As you know, the main tenet of our work here at Life After Tampons is to IMPLEMENT the answer to this question,
What would you DO if you knew you could not fail?
We can do the work.
And we can talk about doing the work.
But, sometimes, we can’t do both at the same time.
If you pay attention to your life, if you listen to the rhythmic symphony that is your “uniquely you” journey, you will hear the lovely orchestral magic happening on your own midlife stage.
Sometimes we hear from the horns, Sometimes the strings take center stage.
Sometimes the percussive troublemakers get in there and beat some shit out.
And then the soulful English horn takes a stab at it.
Every now and then those smart ass saxophones take their turn, which unfortunately inspires the trombones (can anyone say “plumbing?”) to fart and scratch all over the place.
Somehow, the cacophony organizes itself, and the Maker makes music out of it all.
Perhaps the Grand Score has you sitting out the next 128 measures. No worries.
Just remember to keep listening. And start paying attention when you hear the violins starting to heat up the contrapuntal opening phrase.
Your entrance is 8 bars after that.
(And, if you need some musical inspiration today, here’s ME, playing The Lord’s Prayer, with my great pianist friend, Jason Sherlock, of the National Cathedral Choir.)
Photo: Flickr, Stephen A. Wolfe