"It is like that. That is how I began, actually. What I do is the next step from that..."
How to describe it. How to explain it. Meril bowed her head as she considered. The words she'd used in that blog post had been elaborate and fanciful, capturing nothing of how it truly felt in favor of making it sound sublime and mystical.
"When you are playing," she said, slowly choosing each word, "you do not think about what your fingers are doing. It is like that. You stop thinking about what you are doing, whatever it is, and simply do it. Without a bridge between thought and action. Live in that moment, with no difference between your mind and your body, or your body and the world around it."
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How to describe it. How to explain it. Meril bowed her head as she considered. The words she'd used in that blog post had been elaborate and fanciful, capturing nothing of how it truly felt in favor of making it sound sublime and mystical.
"When you are playing," she said, slowly choosing each word, "you do not think about what your fingers are doing. It is like that. You stop thinking about what you are doing, whatever it is, and simply do it. Without a bridge between thought and action. Live in that moment, with no difference between your mind and your body, or your body and the world around it."