As I sat down at my Piano a few minutes ago,partly out of curiosity,and also out of want,I found myself rather annoyed that I could have gone back so much in my playing.You see,it’s been around threes weeks,two of which were spent in hospital getter nag over surgery,and a further week recovery at home.Granted,I had so much morphine in hospital that ,at times,I couldn’t tell you what day it was,or even,fr that matter,what part of the day it was either.If ever I needed a lesson in modesty,then this surely has been the time.As my time building up to my elective bowel surgery was quite productive,I rather hoped that my fingers would respond to the messages from my brain though the central nervous system.However,as much as I tried,I struggled to execute a successful C major scale ,hands together with 4octaves.Dont get me wrong,I know that proficiency will return in time,it was just my lack of patience that surprised me.
We all would like to think that we have a measure of control over our emotions,desires and thoughts,as it underpins our own concept of ourselves as rational,intelligent human beings.When we try to act in certain ways that we might get have taken fr granted in the past,it brings us up sharp when our perception of our abilities falls far too short of our expectations.This,truly,was the case this morning.Having stepped away from the instrument for an hour,I realised that I hadn’t truly factored the importance of muscle memory in playing the piano.Just to think that I could undergo a 7 hour operation,followed an almost 2 week stay in hospital,only to think that I could take up from where I left off with my music,was ,when I ruminated on it,totally crass.
As I sat in my chair and thought again,I began to see things in a more realistic way.Although it was a setback this morning,it doesn’t mean that I can’t ever regain my piano technique,but it took quite a bit of thought to talk myself around.This got me thinking in a very real way that we humans are apt to expect far too much of ourselves.Yes,the world around us tends to elevate superlatives,it backs winners,and denigrates those who dntmeasure up.However,isn’t it a good thing when someone tries to do something.Isnt it a positive that there are people who are trying to be good mums,good dads,good citizens.What I mean is this,just because the most successful in any discipline are often lauded and courted,that doesn’t mean that we can’t all have a go at something.
Yesterday,I was reminded of this fact as I walked at a local beauty spot not far from where I live here in Dorset.Why,there were many out walking ,cycling and also running.As I observed the active,and the super fit among them,I spied an elderly lady jogging along the cliff edge where we were walking,From her countenance,I could see that this was a great effort for her,with many rushing past her as if she were stationary.However,I was in awe of her as she doggedly refused to stop her very slow jog,and it reminding me that we should always show kindness to people because we don’t know the battles that they face.We just don’t know what is going on in someone’s life do we?
So,I’ve sat down to write this post as a cautionary tale in many ways.Ive learnt this morning that I’m not as modest as I might think,and my temporary Pianistic blunders will just have to stay as they are,and I will have to be patient.Also,from my walk yesterday,I learnt that we should encourage those who face a battle with losing weight,trying to adopt a more healthy lifestyle,or just trying to get by in life.As I don’t truly know what battles they are fighting,it’s better to gently encourage people with their life,cutting them some slack as we would hope that they would cut us some too.
Thank you for your attention to my blog post today.