Sunday Morning....July 14....Cloudy and gonna be a HOT one today and all week. I am looking forward to some Moderate Temps so I can take my Harp outside. The Humidity just kills the Instrument...but the joy of playing with Nature can't be measured.
Friday morning I played my Harp at the AAMC main lobby. I love playing there. It's so crazy busy, people coming and going from the Parking Garage...headed to the right if they are going to the Baby Building...with big Brothers and Sisters holding hands....or frantic family members asking for directions to their loved ones rooms and headed to the left to the elevators. Staff of every kind zipping past, cleaning carts clank along the tile. It may seem too hectic to sit and play the Harp, but it really is a perfect place.
The sound of the Harp resonates down the long Hallways. People coming from the Baby Building can't tell where the music is coming from until they round the corner into the Main Lobby. They always have this big smile on their faces and slow their walk when they see the Harp. Sometimes they will stop and listen, or just pause for a moment. Kids are fascinated and most of them have never seen a Harp, except possibly on their favorite Children's Show on TV. It's always fun to let the kids touch the strings.
When I am playing in the Lobby, I try to keep the tempo moderately slow....not dragging, but a nice walking speed. This Entrainment is so effective...I marvel at the results every time. I have a great view of the main hallway. I can see someone coming from pretty far away and most times the Doctor or Nurse is doing double-time coming off the elevators. About the time they hit the Coffee Shop they are aware of the Music. By the time they reach the Information Desk they can see me and their step has slowed to my rhythm. That's Entrainment...their heart rate and step are following my rhythm.
On Friday, as on many other occasions, a Doctor slowed in front of me and left the hectic Hallway to sit in a chair across from me in the waiting area. He stayed for the rest of the tune..."What a Wonderful World". He had his head resting on the pillar, eyes closed and his feet stretched out in the middle of the area. When I was finished, I continued to transition into another key with chording and that is always beautiful to listen to on the Harp. As I went into the next tune he stood up and said, "2 minutes...that's all I needed and I can't thank you enough, I wish you were here all day, everyday"
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