shin soma bushi
7 September, 2011 § Leave a comment
though there is no precise memory whatsoever, the smile lingers. experience tells me that i arrive at this place only if things went ok yesterday night. i cannot quite believe it is all over.
that is usually the case with such episodes of my life.
fleeting and fabulous.
thirteen years after i first sat down to play with this ensemble, i had to take a solo on stage with them. i could not have played it without them. without the many words of encouragement along the way; enduring the many silly technical questions i had because my theory is just so poor. the belief that i would make my peace with it eventually.
and the one whom i have not spoken to in days but who is always close by.
last night, some of whom i grew up learning so much from came to shake my hand. last night, i felt something in me come unstuck. i know, instinctively, that so many more journeys lie ahead of me. i look forward to each of them.