One summer afternoon, many years ago, while I was volunteering at the children’s ward of a psychiatric hospital, I heard a boy, maybe 10 years old, playing the piano. “I like what you’re playing,” I told him. “You’re very good.”
I sat down on the bench and played one of my favorite classical pieces. The boy’s eyes got big as he listened. “I want to learn that,” he said simply.
“I don’t have any music books here,” I told him.
“That’s okay, I can learn. Play the beginning again.” And I did. “Now let me try,” he said, sitting on the bench. And he repeated what I had played almost perfectly. I helped him with a few of the notes, and then I played more of the piece.
Wow – what a gift he had! This boy astounded me. Without music to follow, without any prior lessons, and without even knowing the names of any notes or chords, he listened and watched my fingers, memorizing all the notes and hand positions, and playing back whatever I played. Impressed and intrigued, I taught him more and more of the piece, and he soaked up and absorbed whatever I showed him.
A few short weeks later, he gave a piano recital in front of the entire ward. This shy 10-year-old boy, who never had a piano lesson before, performed the entire first movement of Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata, almost perfectly.
What a gift and talent for music this boy had within him! And what a joy to honor that gift. It didn’t matter where he was or why he was there. There was magic within him that simply needed love and validation to blossom.
And it’s a great reminder for all of us to honor the gifts and beauty within each other, and within ourselves, regardless of anything on the outside.
Each of us has amazing gifts within us waiting to be expressed.
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