Take a minute...



The art school a couple of towns over decorates pianos and puts them on the sidewalk for anyone to play.

Today a homeless man who had enjoyed some adult beverages was wildly banging away.

I took his hand and positioned his fingers.

Next I asked him topress those three keys gently.

The look on his face and the shift in his body language was incredible.

With my hand on his shoulder and in a quiet tone I said “Good job! That’s a C chord, that’s where we start”.

He didn’t say a word and as I walked away listened as he played the chord and then the individual notes.

The whole thing might have taken three minutes….

Often we just walk by...

Sometimes we stop for a minute…

Stop for a minute...