Right now the Grand Piano is being moved away. Oh my! That was part of why I moved in. How I have loved that piano. and once again years have gone by without my pouring upon it. how i want to. I feel this kindred spirit with the piano. and that the piano soothes my and is something I feel I could be really good at. that I have a language of piano in my fingers I feel and when I touch the piano I feel like a knowing and a softness and an unlocking and something total. something that holds me so deeply.
I love the way the lord works.
A piano will be moving back in when my dear friend Alice moves in. a piano will stay. it is not all lost. i have not lost my chance. the little ways this year seemed to start to fall apart this summer as everyone was going as my dear Carmina was going.
but now a piano will come back in the house.
one of the 2 things I asked for at the start of 07 was for piano. was for molly and piano, to do piano, to focus on piano.
my stomach sank when I thought that it would be over. and now a new piano will be coming in. The way that the lord returns, and this year returns. everything in its right place.
Carmen's piano is so sweet, it is a grand piano and it is very warm and i love it and she has shared it with such an open spirit. it has charmed so many. sitiing there so happily amidst crazy parties, sitting there so grand and so accepting amidst the hoopdy house and tie-dye background.
They have covered the piano and wrapped it. They have taken the piano's legs off..............
This piano has been such a pleasing sign of homeness. so warm and merry.
when i looked at the room 3 years ago, trying to get out of the other house I had commited myself too, I knew that this place was right, I just went to the piano (Carmen was so abiding) and started playing it. couldn't even stop. somewhat embarrassingly kept playing as I interviewed to become a roomate of 327 Market.
"Sure you can play" went Carmen and with such ease let me put my fingers on her piano and dally upon the sweet keys.
I knew I had the house. I knew it was the right place to be.
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God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear: You sent out beyond your recall, go the limits of your longing. Embody me. Flare up like flame and make big shadows I can move in. Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror, Just keep going. No feeling is final. Don't let yourself lose me. Nearby is the country they call life. You will know it by its seriousness. Give me your hand. Rilke
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