Chopin...grasping,yet ,letting go

I had the good fortune today at being at a day of hearing about Chopin's life,about his frailty,his strength, his resilience and his poetry of the soul. Winston Choi played this piece this Chopin piece amongst others for us, but this one was by far for me the most illuminating of Chopin's deep embedded ability to express the churning of one's heart, the attempts of reaching for the unknown and trying again with new fervor for that which we can only grasp at . We listened to a poetic narrative that with each nuanced repetition moved deeper ad deeper into the exploration of feelings that no words could ever describe. I was reminded of the important lessons in life that one learns, that repetition does not mean necessarily that something is done or felt in the same way. Revisiting can mean a new creative opportunity to move along the same path, to delve more deeply, with greater mystery and curiosity,passion , wonder and amazement. Repetition can lead to new places, new discoveries,if we pause to take note of the colors, textures, tones,contrasts that emerge anew with fresh vision.One of the descriptions that was spoken of today was how parts of this piece may evoke in us a sense of longing,that you want something so so much, but in the process of such desire , you must also let go. I think the creative process emerges in that transition of grasping ,yet also letting go. I have fallen in love , yet again with Chopin's total dedication to express that which moves, breathes and dances in the recesses of our souls...