Lessons From Musical Instruments

When I am happy, sad, alone, with friends, at home, travelling… my instruments are always with me. The cavaquinho, the small brazilian instrument near the Ukulele, has gone through some very hard times. It was bought by my grandfather in 1978, it has been broken, thrown away, picked up from the garbage, rebuilt… and still sounds amazing! It will never leave my sight again, that I can tell you!

I think everyone goes through hard times from time to time, goes to hell and back, but can we manage to come out of it much better than before? Well, from the lessons from my cavaquinho: Yes, we can, but we can never do it alone. There are people who will break us and throw us away, but there will be others who will pick us up from the garbage in pieces, help us heal bit by bit, until we can be put back together to bring joy to everyone.

The cavaquinho is full of scars now. With each of these scars comes a story, which all together, comes out beautifully with a unique tone.

Maybe there is a lesson there for all of us…

4 thoughts on “Lessons From Musical Instruments

  1. Music and being able to sing and play the piano have many times been my best friend through the lonely, the hard, and the harsh. I had a friend once who always said he could tell the scope of my emotions by how I played the piano. He called it “haunting” because until I first played when I thought no one was listening, he never thought of me as being so “deep” as the inner music that cried out.

    • I have the same reaction from time to time, because I make many faces when I play the classical guitar or the way I dance when I play and sing. I am a bad singer, but I love singing, so I guess that this is what counts, because music is my escape. For any horrible day, there is music to keep me sane, to channel all my feeling, good or bad, into something beautiful.

      Thank you very much for your comment!

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 )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google 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