Strings buzz and bend as my fingers race across the fret board of my guitar. It’s therapeutic. It’s renewing. In short, it’s exhilarating. Creating music is like solving a puzzle. The melody must weave its way through the plump chords. The inflamed tension notes must resolve into soothing cadences. Eventually, the musician’s voice is found.
When I was younger, I tried to show off with my music. I performed to be venerated. But I now realize that music is so much more than this. Music can be a service to others. There are so many ways to cultivate the human soul with music. One may be inspired to do great things through music. One may serve others by performing music, like when David used his harp to entertain King Saul. One may teach this art to others, and the circle continues.
I dream to do all of the above. I wish to be inspired, to perform, and to educate. No one can doubt the therapy that results when sounds align to form music. I long to contribute to this phenomenon by launching beautiful sounds into the universe.
How will I get there? That’s easy—I’ve already started. Even behind closed doors, during my practice time, I know that I am making an investment in what I love. And as I impart the knowledge of music on younger minds through teaching, I know that I must simply follow this passion persisting inside of me to reach my dreams.