I noticed when wonderful music enters my ears I can’t walk or talk.

I love four or five melodies interweaving, then modifying, changing key, returning to the original theme.  It takes all my focus to hear the  sounds of individual instruments harmonizing or clashing depending on if the music is asking a question or answering.

I love the use of tempo and sometimes sound expresses quiet more than silence.  The tremendous kettle drums of Verdi’s Requiem make the sound I’m sure was present at the creation of the universe!

But, as soon as I turned to Amazon and ordered Verdi’s Requiem I begin to listen lazy! I suddenly “owned” it!

I was no longer awake to it’s beauty.

Before, I listened with intense hunger in case I NEVER HEARD THOSE SOUNDS AGAIN! I had to soak the sounds into every pore, just in case! And even if I was sure I’d live forever and would catch it on the radio again I was NOT in control.

Some people using cell phones to take pictures have also noticed they cease to see. they no longer experience what they have just photographed.

My daughter below is completely tangled in the grape vines.  Would it be frightening to drop control and sometimes leave our photo equipment at home? nancymauerman.com

Anna In Grapes

My first radiation appointment took several hours. I received small tattoo dots as a way to line me up consistently day after day under the machine. The doctor and technician took about eight or nine “photos” to verify my placement. I told them, “Too bad my husband died. He would have loved to see those photos.”

Another day I told two technicians, “You’re so lucky. You get to work with ladies who lay on their backs with their arms spralled above their heads and who don’t wear deodorant!”  nancymauerman.com

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