Quote of the Day: Seated one day at the organ, I was weary and ill at ease, And my fingers wander'd idly over the noisy keys;
I knew not what I was playing, or what I was dreaming then,
But I struck one chord of music like the sound of a great Amen.
- the first verse to The Lost Chord Music by Sir Arthur Sullivan;
words by Adelaide Anne Proctor
I loved playing that song when I was in high school. It has a haunting melody, filled with longing. The rest of the song talks about the organist searching for that one glorious chord one more time, but maybe only hearing it again in Heaven.
(I had to use two photos to illustrate this.)
Hands on the keys.
The inner workings of the piano.
One of the first things I show a new student is the inside of a piano. It's fun to open the lid and show them how the hammers hit the strings and the pads come down to stop the sound, and what it looks like when you hold the pedal down.
Do you ever feel like that song, longing for the combination that feels like the sweet spot of life? Harmony to compliment your melody?
Journaling Prompt: What strikes a chord with you? When have you felt that harmonious blend that makes you sigh and say, ah, that's what I want forever? Ever take something apart just to see how it works?