During my college years, I wouldn't have thought twice about accepting this job (it was actually offered to me, indirectly, while I was still in school). I would have argued that teaching pays significantly better and that the classes are past my bedtime. Yes, I calculated life as if it were an algebraic equation. X always equaled practice. I turned down most invitations or opportunities unless I was sure this equation would balance by the end the day.
While I still aim to fit in my practice and hit the hay early, I am finding that I take joy in other things, as well. For instance, being here:
It's not about me. It's about providing music for the dancers. As long as I'm steady and accurate, I'm really unnoticed. And you know what? That's okay. I get the privilege of sharing in their art. Stepping out of the spotlight (and literally into the corner!) has been a wonderful thing. I love being in their studio. It has given me the chance to venture into an entirely different world - while still doing what I love. It's definitely a change from high-concentration practice and teaching. The atmosphere is terrific; I love watching the instructor interact with his students, as he evidently loves his job.
Funny story: on Monday, I entered the lobby for the first day of regular classes. One of the gals behind the desk looked at me and quickly said, "You must be the pianist." Perhaps it was the glasses and Converse? People have always told me I look like a dancer, but I guess they were all speaking without any authority in the matter. Clearly I do not look like a ballerina, and clearly I chose the correct profession.
(Phew! Glad I look like a pianist!)
Thankful for a full week and the provision of work - work that I enjoy!

This is so wonderfully sweet. Love!
ReplyDeleteLove reading all your blog posts! Such amazing insight, creativity and wisdom from one so young. I love you lots, Jessica Leigh! :-)
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