Piano

Listening to piano music is just so freeing.  Makes me want to laugh and cry at the same time and I don't know why.  I listen to Whisperings: Solo Piano Radio on iTunes and I'm just carried away.  It is so beautiful.  So nurturing.  Powerful. Quiet.

Really, it fills me with longing for something, I know not what.  Is my heart empty or full?  The really powerful pieces transport me the most: the ones where you can hear the sea roar or see the mountain or feel the storm.  I wish I had kept playing the piano when I was young.  I regret not being willing to practice.  I wish my parents had forced me to stick with it until I was old enough to learn how to make that beauty myself.  Sometimes I just want to create beauty.

I love to draw, but it does take a long time.  But I can create beauty that way.  And writing can be beautiful as well.  I love to turn a phrase into a delicate work of art that says just the right thing just the right way.  I love to design and build things.  I think I do it for beauty almost more than any other reason.

But if all I can do is appreciate the beauty of someone else's artistry that is sometimes enough.