today i picked up my violin
for the first time in months
something about had become
hard and painful
like a performance
pleasing people
if it was that
i will never know
i put my violin down
for a while
to see if i would miss it
sometimes yes
sometimes no
sometimes i thought someone else
should play
somehow it became part of my faith
i'm still not sure how
but now it's just music
and i can just play
and my fingers can guide me
wherever they desire
and it can be music
i can be me
and not wonder
if it's real
or if it's show
it's just music
and i still am in love
with the sounds
and vibrations that come from it.
it's simply
music.
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I'm not musical but you led me down this thought path:
"it's just life
and i still am in love
with the beauty
and experiences that come from it.
it's simply
life."
Thanks!
i went through this with art, for years, and i simply had to come to the point that others always expected art from me because they wanted to see me doing more of what they thougt i was good at...because they care for me and want to encourage me....in their way. i also went through the worth, the money, the faith. and i simply had to make it simply something i like to do, and go with that. no fuss, just joy. so your post resonates with me.
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