Gratitude for Carnegie Hall

I always will have gratitude for Carnegie Hall. Thinking about this story brings me gratitude! Growing up in a musical household, my father would always tell us a version of this story:

The young violinist just off the bus at the Port Authority wasn’t quite sure where he was going, so he asked a New York policeman for directions.

“Excuse me, sir, Can you please tell me, how do I get to Carnegie Hall?”

“Practice. Practice. Practice.”

An Early Start of Being Grateful for Carnegie Hall

My father was a composer/conductor. He performed at Carnegie Hall many times. Growing up, my family had a framed picture of a colorfully written phrase written out in calligraphy, “Practice Makes Perfect.” Through the years, however, I have learned that that is only part of the truth. I think that “Practice Makes Permanent” when you practice enough. When you do something over and over and over again, it becomes second nature and permanent. This can be good (if the permanence is something you want) or it can be detrimental if you are practicing something ‘bad’.

If you practice gratitude each day, it will become permanent in your life. If you practice casual, once in a while, gratitude, you will get permanent casual, once in a while, gratitude. Decide on what it is that you want.

Be Well.
Paul.
The Gratitude Guru