Letters to Tuvia#145 These Chords Make My Heart Melt (2-9-16)


Morning T,

My Monday routine returned yesterday:  Jon was back for my guitar lesson and I was back with Sandie to help me make sense of where I am in my process- adjusting to life without you here, by my side.

This morning, as my fingers itch to get back to my guitar, just steps away, I’m happy to report that  I’m  getting my music back without you pushing me to play, without feeling  you listening at the door.

I’m still  learning “El Mestre” by Miguel Llobet, at a snail’s pace.  Sure, I  listen to Segovia play it often,  but my progress is very slow.  Jon, with sensitivity and patience has been leading me through the first page that I could have under my belt by next week.

Fingers Crossed!

Honestly, for most of the last 5 1/2  months I’ve been looking over at my guitar,  as it cries out for me to lift it out of its stand and play it.  Yes, I feel guilty but I don’t pick it up enough.

But then there was magic!  Two chords in the piece just melted my heart two weeks ago and I couldn’t stop playing them.  Jon was away and surprised yesterday, as I played through the first section of the the piece almost smoothly, but when I got to my love chords I slowed down and moved into each one gently, with vibrato, soaking out the sound. Ahhhh….love!

Jon saw a perfect opportunity to keep me moving. That’s where we began yesterday, moving slowly, building from my love chords- to the next note, the next chord on and on… to the end of the section, returning time and again to love chord #1 and 2….

Ahhh playing music.

And thanks to my buddy Kevin, for his inspirational music Slice this morning!

Love music to you, Tuv,

Bonnie S.

10 thoughts

  1. Your post today made me search for a quote that seemed appropriate. I had a vague one in mind but found a few I liked better. They say what I feel. “Music washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.” Berthold Auerbach. Another one that fit: “Music can change the world because it can change people.” Bono. Play on, Bonnie!

  2. There is that moment of complete absorption, I remember. I’ve found it in other places, but it’s wonderful to hear that you’re back, finding the love in the notes, for Tuvia and for you, Bonnie.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.


"writing is the painting of the voice" -Voltaire-

Tammy L. Breitweiser

writer * educator * reader

lit bits and pieces

Snippets of learning and life


a motherhood community for moms who do it all


This WordPress.com site is the cat’s pajamas

Crawling Out of the Classroom

In everything that my students and I do together, we strive to find ways to use reading and writing to make the world outside of our classroom a better place for all of us to be

Lisa's Ramblings: Random Thoughts on the World We Live In...


Freeing the Writer Within

As I See It

Observations on Life

AnnaGCockerille Literacy

The Generative Power of Language: Building Literacy Skills One Word at a Time

Haddon Musings

There are 11,507 stories in Haddonfield; this is one of them.

To Read To Write To Be

Thoughts on learning and teaching

Just Let Me Teach

MrsWp, ELA Teacher


How to stay sane studying to become a teacher, and eventually, during your first years (when I get there!)


Smile! You’re at the best WordPress.com site ever

%d bloggers like this: