Category Archives: Books I Like

The Art Of Possibility

I recently came across a book that had been on one of my shelves for months. The title jumped at me, perhaps with even more insistence than when I originally purchased it. When the student is ready, they say. It evoked the very sentiment I aspire to entertain at this time: The Art Of Possibility.

book - the art of possibility

I have a vague memory of picking out this book from a yard sale table, but it is so faint that I cannot be certain this is what happened. Come to think of it, I have no idea where it comes from, and this makes it all the more powerful. How many times do we stumble upon the exact words or object we need at the time? Serendipity itself is a sweet possibility in the midst of the human experience.

It was first published in 2002 by Benjamin Zander, conductor of the Boston Philharmonic and music teacher, and wife Rosamund Stone Zander, a private family therapist and expert in personal and professional fulfillment.

A passage I read yesterday resonates with me, profoundly. It conveys the powerful insight the two authors bring to light in their effort to shift our perception in a world that struggles with perfection, competition, and public image.

The use of musicians and music in their examples is especially fitting. It brings to mind our relationship to others and the possibility of finding harmony in the midst of discord, even, and especially, personal discord. By personal discord I mean the frequent conflicts we experience between who we are and who we truly wish to be.

They write, “It is dangerous to have our musicians so obsessed with competition because they will find it difficult to take the necessary risks with themselves to be great performers… it is only when we make mistakes in performance that we can really begin to notice what needs attention. In fact, I actively train my students that when they make a mistake, they are to lift their arms in the air, smile and say, ‘How fascinating!’ I recommend that everyone try this.” 

And I highly recommend this book if you happen to be in the process of redefining yourself.

May Retreat

Reading. Sunday afternoon. On my private porch. Beech trees waving from behind the roof. Simple place. I asked for the end unit this time. No one here.

I put the book down. A highway runs through behind the trees, less than a mile away. I can hear waves of cars and I ask myself, “Why would I love such an unlikely retreat, so close to the noise of traffic?” I instantly know why. It reminds me of the year and a half Roderick and I traveled in the old RV, staying at roadside campsites at the end of each day. That background noise carries memories of our journey, and of being free, and safe with him.

Later, this small motel was our home when attending the Highland Games. And now I feel grateful as I realize that this place has even deeper meaning than I thought. The sound of the highway is like a veil to another dimension. It’s my connection to a presence that has never left me. It is a greeting to me, like my trees who wave from above the roof-line. All of this is reaching
out to me.

I pick up the book again and the words I was just about to read moments ago jump from the page at what is now the appropriate time to seal my thoughts: “…once in a while there is the suggestion of purpose, meaning, direction, the suggestion of plot, the suggestion that, however clumsily, your life is trying to tell you something, take you somewhere.” (The Alphabet of Grace, Frederick Buechner).

Another May on the horizon. What books shall I devour this time?