I was listening to a flute CD that someone had sent me. It
was an exuberant, openhearted expression of pure joy. To the discerning – might
I say critical – mind it did not conform to the established standards of ‘good
music’. But it’s limitations in that respect was more than compensated for by
its enthusiasm. The Native American style flute is helping to liberate many of
us from our habit of evaluating and criticizing everything. Especially as this
behavior applies to self-criticism.
Why can’t we just relax and have fun? Why are we so hard on
ourselves? The pervasive culture of correctness and perfection has taken the
fun out of life. Playing the flute or expressing our selves in any way must be
based on freedom from fear of criticism, especially self-criticism. Otherwise
we’re perpetually caught in the spot light. It’s a spotlight where everyone is
looking at us. And we feel that if we don’t do it right there will be a price
to pay. Holding ourselves up to impossible standards or other people’s
standards means that we are always setting ourselves up to fail. We live under
a dark cloud of our own creation. Actually, we didn’t create it.
It started when we were children. Constant criticism of our
performance. We were always doing it wrong. But who doesn’t? Life is a learning
process in which we will inevitably make mistakes. We must have the freedom to
make these mistakes without fear of criticism. Nobody gets if right all the
time – or even most of the time. Practice, practice, practice - until we end up
hating what we are doing. We may become good at it but we’re not having fun
anymore. So what’s the point?
In tune? We can become so devoted to being in tune that we
are dead to joy. Making a fetish out of playing it right is like wanting the
sun to shine the same way every day. ‘That’s the way it should shine’ say the
purists. Not too bright. Not too dull. Just this way and this way only. What if
I like it a little brighter? What if I don’t care? Who dares set the standards
for what is the right amount of sunlight for a sunny day?
When we whole-heartedly grant others the right to play any
way they please and any way they are capable of we will be released from our
own self-criticism. Life is a Circle of such diversity that there is room for
every individual and every song. Let the breath of life go out through your
flute into a loving, receptive world. You can change your own life and perhaps
the whole world one song at a time.
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