A few weeks ago, I joined a singing group so that I could indulge my love of singing. It's a pretty informal group and no one cares that I can't really carry a tune - unless I have lots of helpers. But, wait! We have an accompanist who teaches adults. Should I do it?
Well, of course, I should. How many opportunities like this come along? I struggled for a week with excuses like: "I'm far too busy right now" and "It'll cost so much". The truth was I was scared. Scared to fail, scared to succeed. So, as I do when presented with the deep end of the pool - I jumped!
I had my first lesson yesterday. I may practice on a keyboard but my lessons are on a Steinway baby grand! My progress in one half-hour was more than I'd made alone in a month. I came home just glowing with accomplishment. A good teacher makes all the difference. Now to that practicing...