God is Brahms,
Brahms is God,
and Schnabel,
and the piano...

Everyone needs to be healed – to be made whole. To be utterly one with the Soul within. And it is, I maintain, the primary role of the performer to find the Soul of the composer and reveal it to the audience, that they may be better able to find their own. For all that matters is to Know our Souls.

When the usual musician plays music, or sings it, or even dances to it – or even when just listening to it – he is constantly thinking of the notes. The notes that must be obeyed.

“How can you do this to me?” the conductor stamps his foot and yells at the orchestra. Not to the music – but to him. Perhaps that’s why they’re doing it.

Music as Healing is not artistic technique,
but finding the Love and returning It.

A writer writes from a need to express his inner self to so benefit his readers, whereas an author writes selfishly to benefit himself through the manipulation of his readers. Most so-called writers are really authors, as are most actors, artists, and musicians, however skilled they may be.

You can’t have Aspiration without prior Inspiration: the Spirit descending into you to then ascend from you to Its Origin. And the Inspiration cannot be forced. It must be allowed to enter under, as it were, Its own volition.

If there is no not-God,
then there can be no wrong notes
– in all areas of life.

I used to finalize all my paintings, stopping when they appeared to be balanced. But now I leave a little for the viewer (as unconsciously guided by the deliberately left area) to bring it to completion. Thus is he an active partner in the creation.

The purpose of meditation, Zen master Dogen taught, was not to become the Buddha-Nature but to realize that we already are, that we always are. The Buddha-Nature, the God Within, our Innate Perfection.