1,000 Days of Piano - Day 112: I Am Not My Mistakes

I still give the “evil red eye” that is the recording button on my phone way too much power. I play better without it—the consummate bathtub pianist. Everything is better when no one is listening. When the music flows, it’s no big deal. But I wear my mistakes like a scarlet letter. Sometimes they are like old friends playing the same practical joke on me. Others are new, waiting to ambush me when I least expect it. (Where did that come from? I’ve never done that before!)
Mistakes happen. I can treat them the same way as I do my achievements—no big deal. I don’t have to wear them on my sleeve. I am not my mistakes. Instead, I can embody my successes.