“Just at the point where I was ready to quit, a teacher played along with me. I stopped focusing on what I was doing wrong, and I followed her lead; I listened to the music. I played it badly, but I played it. And somewhere in the midst of just doing it anyway, I discovered joy.”
I love Micha Boyett’s writing so much, and I am honoured to be over at her place today. She is doing a series called ‘One good phrase’ – those mantras that we repeat to ourselves or our children that help shape our responses and views.
I have written about my two very different kinds of piano teachers, and my thoughts on perfectionism. (I wonder if you guess what my One good Phrase is…)