I've been feeling overwhelmed lately. In addition to regular teaching, I have big concerts coming up for which I am underprepared, AND my viola is in the shop for repairs. It's stressful, and I'm not sleeping well. On top of all that, last night when I was cooking, the knife slipped and I cut a big gash in my left middle finger. Today it hurts to play. Fantastic.
Needless to say, I wasn't in the best of moods today. I didn't sleep well because my finger was throbbing all night (literally throbbing-- it was awful!), and I had to wake up early to drive my viola down to the shop (50 minutes away), and I was late getting back to Muncie to teach. Argh!
But then 2 PM rolled around, and time for the Ball State University Viola Choir rehearsal. It was the dress rehearsal to the concert that happened this evening at 5:30. As I sat in the audience, listening to the sound of these 8 violas, my very bad mood swept away. I was transformed from the grumpy, stressed out meanie that I was back to myself. My stress crept back as I taught another 2 lessons, but when 5:30 rolled around, I simply enjoyed the concert. There were no more corrections to be made (Balance! Dynamics! Cue!), and only music to be enjoyed.
And I really, really enjoyed.
One well-played viola sounds wonderful. EIGHT well-played violas sound glorious! No viola jokes present, this evening's concert honestly made my day. It helped me remember why I do everything that I do-- because I truly love music, and more than any other medium for it's communication, the viola posses the sound that I love most.
Though today started out very poorly, it ended very very well. I am so proud of this ensemble. So very very proud.