O My God
Give me your grace
So that the things of this earth
And things more naturally pleasing to me,
may not be as close as you are to me.
Keep my eyes, my ears, my heart
From clinging to the things of this world.
Break my bonds, raise my heart.
Keep my whole being fixed on you.
Let me never lose sight of you;
And while I gaze on you,
Let my love of you grow more and more every day.
John Henry Newman (1801-1890)
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
88 keys... 1 piece... 1 girl

Piano keys...88 to be exact...
A concert hall... silent, containing people who quietly wait for those first notes to sound...
A concert piano....
A bench raised to the perfect height...
A girl... sitting, breathing deeply, anxious, and excited for those first notes to sound from her hands...
This is concert time. The most dreaded and one of the most exciting times of the year.
On Saturday I will play with 29 other pianists... I will play Rachmaninov.
Its going to be awesome to play... to play a composer's beautiful piece of music... but mostly awesome to play piano because I LOVE the piano and making music!
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