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Get Thee to a Monastery

I've been hearing this in my head lately. A line in a song by some favorite musicians on the title song on the cd "Ophelia's Shadow". I've been reading some books by Thich Nhat Hahn and recently I've discovered two monasteries in the U.S. connected with him. In Escondido,CA, and the Green Mountains of Vermont. With no announcement of a Guitar Craft course in the U.S., this could be where i spend my Summer vacation. A sense of the right time has been noticed and i've been accompanying this with a wish from my heart in possibilities of being in future. There are a lot of similarities in the daily schedules between the Buddhist Monasteries and a Guitar Craft course.

I came home from work the day after the last post and began to work with the Power Tab scoring of "Get the Big Picture". Clarity and understanding breathed into the act and what is now the final version came together quickly. Getting the piece together as a score printed out in front of me has led to some minor changes in the arrangement, as it did with "Grosderschau". Helped in concision of them a bit. A different way of working with the notes and seeing the intervals, while checking them with the guitar which i kept beside me, and using the playback function. It was odd that i couldn't get the playback function button to reappear when i clicked out of the program and then tried to come back to it. Maybe the energy to escape idiotness had been consumed by that point. I recall Tori Amos saying that her songs were like her children and i think i can relate to different aspects of the depth of the meaning behind what she said more now. In working with the compositions in different formats using different orders of combinations of senses, listening, playing, performing them, in the process of maturing over a period of time, i am noticing an understanding of them in their different juxtapositions in seeing their facets as a whole.

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