Logo

Welcome to

Login or Signup to meet new friends, find out what's going on, and connect with others on the site.


Sign Up Now

Registering for this site is easy. Just fill in the fields on the registration page and we'll get a new account set up for you in no time.

Forgot Your Password?

A new password will be e-mailed to you.

Member Login

 
 

Never Too Late

The joke runs like this:
Question: Do you know how old I will be by the time I learn to play the piano?
Answer: The same age you’ll be if you don’t.

I posted on Facebook recently that it was never too late to be a beginner. A flood of “likes” came back to me. One woman wanted me to know that her dad had begun piano lessons at age seventy-six— and his lessons were going well. I began my own piano lessons when I turned sixty. At age sixty-five, I still considered myself a beginner, although my teacher said I had made great strides. Every week, I went to my lesson armed with a small notebook. In it, my teacher recorded the assignments of the week:

“Practice the C Major scale. Practice the G Major scale. Practice, period...”

I still take piano lessons. Every Thursday I show up at my lesson, bringing a record of the week’s practice to my teacher. I love my piano lessons. I am undoubtedly still a beginner, but I have made progress. And any progress is satisfying. As a child, I was considered one of the “non-musical” children in a large family, where three of my six siblings went on to become professional musicians. The piano was often “taken,” with one of my brothers or sisters playing more advanced pieces than I was capable of. I happily immersed myself in words and books, but a bit of me longed to be a part of the melodies that danced through the house. I have always loved a home filled with music. Today, even at my early stage of learning, it is thrilling to be the one adding music to my home.

Often, when we say it is “too late” for us to begin something, what we are really saying is that we aren’t willing to be a beginner. But when we are willing to dip our toe in, even just a little, we are rewarded with a sense of youthful wonder.

from It's Never Too Late to Begin Again

its_never_too_late_cover_480


4 Comments on "Never Too Late"

  1. Just as well…it took me shadowing art and artists for quite some time before I truly accepted I too am an artist. And a brilliant one at that. Just practice. Day in and day out. And it is all coming together. Easier said than done…simple…not easy. You books have helped me immensely on the way. Thank you!

  2. You were the songwriter they were the musicians…lyrics go straight to the heart.

  3. Profile photo of Stephanie Carty

    My six year old daughter just began and her teacher calls her a “baby piano player” to remind her that she is just starting. I like this image and think we should all try to remember not to compare our baby-performance with experts’. We wouldn’t expect a toddler to jump hurdles yet 🙂

  4. Really like this! I am going to learn the piano also!

    I’ve been wanting to reach out for quite a while…just finished working through the 12 week practice in the Morning Pages Journal. Thank you for creating that and guiding me over the last 84 days.

    I actually wrote a somewhat indepth piece on it, and would love your thoughts.

    https://medium.com/@multitude27/what-i-learned-journaling-every-morning-for-12-weeks-b443120fd7f#.noox49c6o

    Now that I’ve found your website I look forward to reading your blog more often.

    In gratitude,

    Brendan

Leave a Comment

*