Beethoven lives.

I’m playing the Beethoven string quartets. Over and over again. Sometimes, all day. I’m allowing myself to be carried away. Hypnotized. I’m busy doing other things. Writing. Chores. Not fully focused on the music. But still, the quartets have a dramatic effect. On my mood. In good ways. I find myself absorbed in the music. Often, in subtle ways. The music becomes more and more meaningful. Something I hadn’t heard yesterday, I hear today. On the 10th time around. Why didn’t I hear it before?  Maybe the seed was planted. And it took time to germinate. To sprout. To fully integrate. With my spirit/soul.  Oh, what pleasure! Listening to Beethoven. Speaking. Directly to me.  –Jim Broede