What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
– from “Leisure,” by W.H. Davies
– quoted from the article:
Pearls Before Breakfast
Washington Post Staff Writer
Sunday, April 8, 2007; Page W10
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/04/04/AR2007040401721.html
http://www.bsomusicians.org/UserFiles/Image/Joshua_Bell_by_Chris_Lee_504.jp
‘It’s like a juggler, he says, who can keep those balls in play while interacting with a crowd. What he’s mostly thinking about as he plays, Bell says, is capturing emotion as a narrative: “When you play a violin piece, you are a storyteller, and you’re telling a story.”‘
It was an experiment…where a world famous violinist would play at a tube station for an hour and would see what happened. Only a handful of people stopped…most just rushed to work…but all the children looked. Sometimes, I think of our conditioning and how we lose our connection to beauty as we grow older.
‘The poet Billy Collins once laughingly observed that all babies are born with a knowledge of poetry, because the lub-dub of the mother’s heart is in iambic meter. Then, Collins said, life slowly starts to choke the poetry out of us. It may be true with music, too.’
I think of priorities, and I wonder what these priorities are really for if we can’t see what’s right in front of us.
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