People belong in your life by natural vibration, not forced will or expectation.
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I know it feels like you have all these options and when you make a decision, you lose a world of possibilities. But the reality is, until you make a decision, you have nothing at all.
My Life as a Music Major
There are some days I wish people would understand how hard it is to be a music major.
There’s a huge difference between us (students who study music) and other majors who study another field. You can’t just sit down and study, for music majors we have to practice.
When I say study music, it not only entails analyzing the structure of the music it means so much more:
-Being able to keep a steady rhythm. Rhythm is the timing aspect of music.
-Have the technical ability or developed technique to execute the music properly. In a sense, be musically fit.
-You have to understand the music theory behind it because music in itself is a language.
-You have to understand the composers intent, be sensitive to theirs and your own personal interpretation. And expect the “experts” to critique and be able to keep preserving despite their harsh words.
-You have to have the heart to inspire your audience and that comes through with hard work and expressiveness of your own message through the music itself.
It hurts when people cannot understand the pressures of our daily life. Struggling to keep up with the demands of the major. All I ask for is understanding, is that so hard?
Apparently yes, because when we practice long hours, not everyone is appreciative of our efforts. If only, yes if only, they were in my shoes and knew my struggles, then they would know WHY I have to be at that piano for hours. If only.. If only, but sadly no. And it hurts so much. It’s hurts that they cannot begin to comprehend how much this career means to me. It means my life, my livelihood, and my overall happiness.
Thursday, August 28, 2014: Inspired by an incident this morning, I was moved to write this from the bottom of my heart. Please have an open heart for us who #students who sacrifice long hours of not only #study, but #practice. “Be #kind for everyone is fighting a hard #battle.” -Plato #Klavieren