My dear one,
When I was young, I thought I was shy, but yet I had plenty to say. I didn't know there was a thing called introversion. The book Quiet, by Susan Cain, helped me make sense of it all. Because I understand myself more, I've become more comfortable with my inclinations, preferences, intuitions, etc. I'm not ashamed to stand at the edge of the crowd, and yet paradoxically I have more courage to venture out on my own - as I did to hear some live music at a new coffee shop this evening. There's a certain freedom in knowing that I can, and am allowed to, do things alone and enjoy them. :)
Today was a joyful one. I finally have a bed for my guest room! The mattresses were delivered this afternoon. Evidences of my increasingly minimalistic bent are displaying themselves around my apartment. My parents may be surprised when they visit in a few weeks.
The one lesson I taught went incredibly well. How is it that students can bring such happiness to my heart? And then I spent some time collaborating on a project with one especially gifted pianist, fulfilling a hankering I've had all year. Ah yes, my heart is still hoping for more...
And tonight I explored a different part of town, visiting a coffee shop that I've been hearing about lately. I was pushed over the edge, so to speak, by the fact that a cellist friend and her artist brother would be playing and drawing there this evening. A delightful time relaxing in the comfy leather chair, sipping my sinful caffeinated beverage, and catching up with another friend who happened to show up for the same event.
Tomorrow looks to be enjoyable as well - brunch with some of my students, followed by a couple of recitals. Wishing you a lovely weekend, my dear one.
Praying for you,
Me
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