I'm in!

After loving Classical music from the sidelines all my life, I think I can now, finally, say that I have penetrated its inner sanctum. Having grown up with a pretty severe inferiority complex, I never deemed myself worthy of being a member of that clique. When I finally began my music training in college it was with much trepidation. I felt like I was stepping on hallowed ground. I was in it, but more as a spectator. It was as though I was auditing my entire music major. I could learn about it but never really be a part of it. Never be one of those beautiful people lugging their instruments around as though they were natural appendages. I thought I simply did not have the talent nor the discipline. But I was content to approach as a brain game. And for a while that sufficed.

But as I've matured (it's about time) I realized that there is no secret password. There are no rites, no selling of your soul to the devil. All you have to do is really want to be a part of it. To really, truly cherish the music. To feel it coursing through your veins and burning your heart. To want to participate in it with every part of your being. And then you have to work towards it with love, patience, and diligence. Don't worry, it starts paying back dividends of happiness and peace immediately.

Every day I am more and more thankful and honored that I've been given the chance to became a part of it all. Better late than never.