It was another hot evening in the little part of the world where this thing identified as “I” live. In an effort to cool off, as the sun went down and the outside became cooler than inside, I took out the Shakuhachi and went outside to the back patio.
No notation, no practice regimen in mind, not even thinking about what I might play or if the sounds would be good or bad. Just breathing into the flute and letting sounds come out as they would, my fingers on their own program nothing forcing them.
I did not even think of this event until this morning, now I am afraid all I have gained is lost, and all I have lost is gained.
May all be well and happy!