Birthday morning. Birds singing - calling in the rain. i'm sitting with my morning coffee, looking at this beautiful world.
This is the world i was born to. Has it changed so much? Have i changed so much? Have we all changed so much?
And still - this is my world; our world; and i love it so much.
My life, like everybody's life, have brought many experiences.
A rainbow of existence. Many colours, feelings, thoughts, adventures.
i'm grateful for them all. Each and one of them had a gift; sometimes obvious, other times in disguise.
Getting old is such a privilege !
The canvas of my life has many more colours. Some lines are beautifully shaped; others are crooked and broken.
Some colours are glowing; others are faded.
And yet i can see more of the picture and appreciate it in my veins. i feel the blessing of each stroke of brush.
Growing old is such a blessing !
From the vintage point of the conductor's podium i look at the orchestra of my life.
Each instrument had a role. Some play better than others, but with practice they keep improving. And the music - dissonant at times and yet this is the symphony of MY life, and i'm ever so grateful for it.
Becoming old is such an adventure !
Many people in many countries crossed my path, participated in my journey and enriched my life.
i feel grateful for the roles they had in the theatre of my life.
I AM GRATEFUL AND BLESSED TO BE ALIVE !
As i'm packing to go to Sydney ( for my students' graduation concert at the Sydney Opera House), i'm contemplating about my life, work and love. The latter is the binding element of the first two.
i've heard people talking about "finding balance between life & work".
What if my life is my work, and my work is my life? And between them?, you ask.
Either there's no 'between' as they are one and connected, or between is me dancing my dance. Sometimes it's a fast and wild dance; other times it's a slow and reflective one.
When my life and my work are one i live my life to the fullest.
The word 'opus' (Latin) means 'work'. It is also a musical composition or set of compositions.
We all are the artists of our lives. Everything we do with mindfulness ( i mean- paying attention to what we do and being present in what we do) becomes an art.
"Art expresses man" ,said Shinichi Suzuki. When we are fully present in our 'work', we express who we ARE and it becomes an art.
So next time you ask me: "what do you do for living?" i will tell you what i live for doing.