20 January 2009

A Healthy Dose of Perspective

I love this story. I have read it many times and will read it again many times. It helps to be reminded to stop and smell the roses (or listen to Bach).

Violinist in the Subway

Who is he?

A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that thousand of people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.

Three minutes went by and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried up to meet his schedule.

A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping continued to walk.

A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.

The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on.

In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the best musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written with a violin worth 3.5 million dollars.

Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston and the seats average $100.

This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of an social experiment about perception, taste and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?

One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be:

If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?

03 January 2009

Goodbye 2008. And good riddance, I'd say.

Don't get me wrong. 2008 had its high points. But there were soooooo many low points. Even some of the high points had their drawbacks and annoyances.

Cest la vie, it's over. And a new year is here, and I'm looking forward to it. I have some big goals this year, and I can't wait to see them happen.

My Christmas trip was very, very good. It was probably the high point of the year (since my shower wasn't technically working until New Year's Day, I can't list it among my 2008 highs, although it really started the year out with a big smile).

We went to Heidi's wedding on the 20th. Very pretty, and it was awesome to just get to see her again, let alone share in such a special day. We then went to Arkansas to visit Bryan's brother and his family. It's always refreshing to visit them. Their faith is a renewal to my spirit every time I'm around them. And, of course, their children have grown like weeds since we saw them last, and they're so smart and so cute!

On our way to see my Grandma for Christmas we stopped at Graceland. I've always been an Elvis fan, but visiting what was once his home has renewed my interest in his music. I also realized that I don't think I've ever seen one of his movies. I'll be remedying that shortly.

Christmas at Grandma's was fun and relaxing. I loved seeing all my relatives and getting caught up with them. And I especially enjoyed getting to know my cousins' kids. They're around the same age as mine, and I remember growing up with my cousins and how special they still are to me. I'm hoping the new generation grasps the importance of family like my family impressed upon me, and takes advantage of the little time they have with their cousins when we do get to visit them.

I'm looking forward to 2009. I can't wait to see what is in store. I have had a glimpse and I'm very excited about it.

Alan, Everett, and Benny, you guys will never be forgotten. Rest in peace, my friends.

Happy New Year!