Listening with the Whole Body

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I’d like to make a confession. I’ve been incredibly distracted recently. So many things are going on right now. I’m getting ready to go on my annual trip back to the place where I was born and grew up and where all my kinfolk live. There are other things happening in my life right now, so many that I can’t even begin to mention all of them here, so I was wondering if I’d be able to concentrate enough to do a blog this week. I had no ideas or direction, and then I was lucky enough to discover this video.
Please do yourselves a favor and watch the whole twenty-four minutes of this TED clip. What you’ll see (if you persevere) is some magical piano playing—including an improvisational piece that will floor you or lift you to the ceiling (or both)—by a young pianist named Jennifer Lin. You’ll also be treated to Lin’s thoughts on the art of composing, including her comparing writing music to drawing cartoons.
Oddly enough, the first thing that came to mind when I watched this was that time in my life, many years ago now, when I was in graduate school at Texas A & M University. There was this place on campus called the Memorial Student Center, a locale that included bookstores, eating places, quiet study spots, and a large lounge complete with its own grand piano. Anyone who wished could sit down at the instrument and play for as long as her fingers held out. Others could relax on fluffy sofas and listen.
There were many talented pianists at A & M, and I would often be treated to a free concert. I’d stretch out and become totally mesmerized by the music, often falling into a kind of trance as the performer made her way along. It was during my student days that I discovered how listening could be done with the whole body, not just the ears. If one could manage to listen this way, the sounds that one heard would take on a tactile quality and be “felt” throughout the body.
Each time I listen to Lin play, I feel “touched” by the notes of her music as surely as her fingers touch those black and white keys.
