DOORWAYS: Len, a guitar, and a wolf

8/31/2016

I regularly unpack that Goya guitar bought back in 1968, pin on my Certified Music Practitioner badge and head down some hallway to offer the ministry of music to critically and chronically ill, elderly and dying patients.

This day I enter the hallway at Mountain Valley Hospice House in Upstate New York.

My Yamaha and Martin steel stringed guitars remain home most of the time. The Goya's sweet tones complement the hushed, even holy atmosphere of the House. The glinty, outspoken sound of steel strings is too big for frail, often overwhelmed patients in small rooms.

Len is one such patient.

By the title of this new story I hope you will be as surprised as I was by what occurred with me and Len. Any ideas? Go ahead, use your imagination.

2 Comments

Norma Bradley link

1/14/2016 08:12:18 pm

The image of the intimacy between you, your beautiful voice and song and your musicianship brought me to tears. What a gift for all you have the opportunity to be with you and hear you.

Robin Gaiser

1/14/2016 08:28:10 pm

This story of Len is one of my favorites. The soft, sweet Goya guitar plays a major role.

I still play that wonderful instrument. I think it is my other "voice."

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