THE INSPIRATION BEHIND MY FIRST PRELUDE
During the middle of this year, I completed writing my first prelude. It would go on to become the first in the set of my 12 preludes, Volume one.
In reality, it is actually suppose to be last of the Vol.1 set but I ignored that position of No.1 until I could write a piece that would be worthy enough to start of the entire volume. It would be a special piece not only because of its poetic musicality but also because of the sentimental story behind it...
You can listen to an audio version of the piece: Prelude No.1 - Vol.1
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Now, a little background story...
Weeks prior to my writing the piece, I was going through some depression( I had a lot of personal demons to deal with) and as well was going through a huge family crisis in my home.
It was bad enough that I was depressed and couldn't think straight at times, bad enough that I couldn't tell anybody about it( somebody whom I would feel comfortable telling my sorrows to and someone whom i know will completely understand) and it was equally bad enough having to put on a smiling face for outsiders regardless of the pain I felt inside but on top of all that, I still had to deal with these annoying family issues.
Funny enough, all these issues were not what inspired me to write the prelude. Oh no... that is a completely "different" piece I'll talk about another day. But what actually inspired me to write the first prelude was none other than my mother.
Yes... I recall her coming to my rather bleak room one afternoon. There was melancholy in the air and she could smell it...
The room itself, reflected the countenance I was wearing.
My mother sat on the chair by my bed and started to talk. She said many encouraging things and gave me wonderful advice. Honestly, I don't really remember much of what she said but the little I remember, however, is similar to this picture...
All she said was in good will because she loves me and wants me to get better. But all that encouragement was not what touched me... no that wasn't the inspiration. What inspired me was the strength, love and compassion a human being can have for another. The sheer divine love that could drive a person to be there for another during times of sorrow even when the person in fact, was dying inside.
I mean this was a woman whom was currently facing "trouble in paradise" with her spouse, financial crisis, emotional instability, a constant battle to survive for herself and her family, health issues, fatal high blood pressure due to stress and overthinking, all this and yet still, having the time, patience and compassion to care for her loved one.
This little dose of the goodness in humanity was what drove me to write my first prelude.
That was my inspiration...
At the end of the day, that universal language called love will always prevail. It's the real truth.
So why not share this love with others? One way you can do this, is to learn to give it. Try being there for someone and also try letting someone be there for you too and maybe... just maybe, you'll find that more love, happiness, and inspirations, will come into your life.
Thanks so much for reading and keep exploring!