“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”
At the age of ten, I learned to sit very still on the edge of a chair with my two feet firmly planted on the floor. Holding my cello, I would always start my practice sessions by playing an open C-string just loud enough to feel the vibration go through my body like lightening down to the tips of my toes. I could sit there for hours on end diligently doing my finger gymnastics.
But perhaps it was too many years of being motionless. I have realized that I love to move. This small voice in my head is constantly telling me to "go... go...go." Walking seems like a waste of time, and if I need to get from point A to point B, I'd rather jog.
I want to create momentum—to advance, develop and progress not only myself personally but especially those around me. And in my desire to never stop moving, I hope to live an active life; I long to be at least 100 years old but in the greatest mental and physical shape possible. I will embody ENERGY that is infectious!
But no matter how quickly I am going, or where or how far I have gone, I will always have the ability to sit very still and keep these feet firmly planted on the floor.
But perhaps it was too many years of being motionless. I have realized that I love to move. This small voice in my head is constantly telling me to "go... go...go." Walking seems like a waste of time, and if I need to get from point A to point B, I'd rather jog.
I want to create momentum—to advance, develop and progress not only myself personally but especially those around me. And in my desire to never stop moving, I hope to live an active life; I long to be at least 100 years old but in the greatest mental and physical shape possible. I will embody ENERGY that is infectious!
But no matter how quickly I am going, or where or how far I have gone, I will always have the ability to sit very still and keep these feet firmly planted on the floor.
— Jen Lee