The piece I chose was more difficult that I thought. It’s fast, intricate, it’s Haydn.
I procrastinate in practicing it because, well, it’s daunting.
I don’t like failing, and I don’t like seeing how far behind I am or how much more work is needed.
But last night it got easier. I heard progress.
I found out the best time I can practice: nighttime.
Three candles light up the small room. A dim lamp behind me providing just enough light so I can see the notes on the page.
I took the clock off the wall and put it face down, time doesn’t exist.
Once I started playing the notes, it didn’t feel like I was practicing. I was just watching my hands move miraculously. The movements were more familiar to my hands.
I repeated difficult passages slowly until I got it.
I didn’t feel tired anymore… and before I knew it, 2 hours had passed.
This will be my new practice routine. My new practice ritual.