For the past few hours, I’ve been playing.
First, on guitars, then on keyboards… Then I pretended to be a trumpet, blowing into a coffee mug.
Finally, I simply tapped my fingers on the body of the guitar. As if in a trance…
I don’t know where I was for those few hours…But I certainly wasn’t on Earth…
There is a sacredness in music.
I feel it when I stop thinking only about myself—and become part of the whole.
And music is one of those elements that makes us directly aware of this.
Another is dance, which is directly related to music.
The same is true with singing.
And going further—with all art.
Art is Sacred…