Thursday, April 26, 2012

The Pauses Between The Notes

"The notes I handle no better than many pianists. But the pauses between the notes—ah, that is where the art resides."-Artur Schnabel

One of the things I don't miss at all about being a control freak is the way I used to conduct conversations. Just thinking about how I used to communicate exhausts me. See the thing is, I used to be uncomfortable with pauses.

My favorite thing about the sound "Om" that we chant in yoga, is its fourth syllable. The fourth syllable is the one you can't hear, the silence after the "mmm." It's because of that silence that we know sound "Om" exists. Pauses hold the sounds that make the words that turn into a conversation. Lots of times, when I pause, it's because I've asked a question and rather that giving options for what the answer might be (told you I used to be a control freak) I can actually learn something by listening to what the answer is. Pauses in the middle of something I'm saying can open me to the "I don't knowness" of it. One thing I DO know is there's LOTS of opportunity and even freedom in "I don't know." My favorite yoga teacher in Taos, Jennifer, talks a lot about how "I don't know" is exactly where we want to be with the poses and with anything; I believe her because I feel it, it's where the openness is.

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