Love is perhaps a corny topic to some, but it is essential to all.
Love does not have to be a narrow topic. Instead, it is very broad in scheme and matter. Love is an extension of Life, Music and Work.
For me, love drives everything. I always love my work, which is all about music – from playing, practicing, performing, writing, teaching, organizing, composing, mentoring, drawing – anything in music is made possible with my love my passion of it. Without that strong belief and faith, nothing can be achieved. One can become resentful, “why do I have to do this? I don’t get paid for it. It is not my responsibility. I just show up to work because I have to.” And God forbid that one word, I “Hate” it.
I once heard someone said to me that he hated his music teaching work. I was shocked. I can understand someone does not like banking / finance /office work, but music? It is not even something you can make a lot of money (especially in classical music field), why bother doing it if you hate it so much? It remains a very strange comment for me.
I like to read a lot (yes I am a book worm and you can hardly tell), and I read all kinds of topics. There are topics about how to improve quality of life such as how to be more efficient and spend less time/effort to achieve more in all aspects of life (work, exercise, nutrition, personal development). Of course there are also those such as how to be a become a better leader, writer and communicator (good for teaching students and mentoring teachers and staff). Some topics are closer to my heart though, and they are obviously related to arts. I love literature and philosophy other than music. Poetry is one special medium, and I feel I enjoy it immensely as it resembles music in words. So here, allow me to share with you some verses about work from this beautiful poem, “The Prophet” by Khalil Gibran:
You work that you may keep pace with the earth and the soul of the earth.
For to be idle is to become a stranger unto the seasons, and to step out of life’s procession that maries in majesty and proud submission towards the infinite.
Always you have been told that work is a curse and labour a misfortune.
But I say to you that when you work you fulfil a part of earth’s furthest dream, as- signed to you when that dream was born,
And in keeping yourself with labour you are in truth loving life,
And to love life through labour is to be intimate with life’s inmost secret.
And I say that life is indeed darkness save when there is urge, And all urge is blind save when there is knowledge.
And all knowledge is vain save when there is work,
And all work is empty save when there is love;
And when you work with love you bind yourself to yourself, and to one another, and to God.
And what is it to work with love?
It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your heart, even as if your be- loved were to wear that cloth.
It is to build a house with affection, even as if your beloved were to dwell in that house.
It is to sow seeds with tenderness and reap the harvest with joy, even as if your beloved were to eat the fruit.
It is to charge all things you fashion with a breath of your own spirit.
Read more from the Prophet here.
I hope you have enjoyed this,