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the beginning...

I started out with the intention of writing some thoughts about my perspective on what tradition and classical form means to me, as these are topics I talk about a lot in my teaching. However, as those who know me would probably expect, it has turned into much much more. So, I am going to start at the beginning and do this in parts and just see where it goes, and yes, I will get to the part on classical form and tradition…eventually.

I first have to start with the artist and what that means to me so that when I use the word artist in this post and future posts, it is somewhat clear as to what I am expressing in my use of that word.

Artist = Human Being. Every human being is born an artist. To create is the essence of our beings, our soul, our spirit. Whether or not we honor that, develop it, or commit to that path is another story, but we are all born with it. It is the beginning of us all.

To live as an artist is to be committed to seeking out and listening to our higher self, our truth, and then living that truth unapologetically, in all the little things every minute of every day, without needing to be validated, or right, or better than anyone else. Acknowledging and honoring fear, and then waving at it and wishing it well as we stroll past it in pursuit of love, light and truth. Every human is capable of this, but it is a choice. You do not have to paint or dance or make music to be an artist. An artist comes in every form imaginable and can exist in our everyday lives. The way we prepare a meal, take care of our loved ones, or make eye contact and smile at a stranger, or the way we treat the earth and animals.