I have 2 cassette tapes recorded on a Walkman (remember those?) as the only evidence of the energy I poured into piano from age 7-20.
About a year ago, I loaned one of said cassettes to a teacher of a class and never got it back. I did not think much of it, because that part of who I was does not feel connected to the part I am. Until an amazing synchronicity happened:
The only day of the year I picked up my daughter from school (instead of bus), this teacher happened to be parked next to my car. And guess what she was doing at the moment I pulled up beside her car? Writing a card to me with the cassette inside.
I take all improbable synchronicities, especially big ones, to be signs of something being important. A message to take notice. Listen.
Here for your listening pleasure is one of the pieces of music on my Walkman recording, a lovely interpretation by an unknown performer, linked to beautiful images. It is a piece by Franz Liszt called Un Sospiro (“A Sigh,” possibly the longest sigh on earth if you ask a pianist).