The power of 60 beats per minute.
The power of Phrygian modal tuning.
ceci s'appelle la grâce à l'état pur
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When the original qigong master invited us students to go to a piano concert with him - I was the ONLY one who showed up - as far as I could tell. That was in 2000 or 2001. haha.
He then followed me to the bathroom - and we were alone in the bathroom together. I wanted to Kow Tow to him in the bathroom but I didn't want to get my clothes dirty and I thought - that would be strange.
He just turned to me and said:
I think you will enjoy this concert.
I smiled, too afraid to speak.
That was the kind of proper humility to have for the qigong master.
It was Chopin, one of my favorite composers. Chopin, like me, had tiny fingers. So he hid in his house and composed. haha. He used his fourth finger to cross over his fifth - a very strange and difficult manuever.
The qigong master's son became a very professionally accomplished classical pianist.
I remained a hack but I was more interested in music as a philosophy of healing and that is was led me to qigong meditation.
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