I taught my last flute lesson today. It hasn’t hit me yet, that something I’ve done for 17 years is over, that I no longer have flute students. My studio has dwindled so far over the last three years that I’ve probably grown accustomed to not teaching, but…but I could always still call myself a flutist, a flute teacher, a musician. Now I’ve entered the realm of dedicated amateur and it’s a new place for me. I’m not so sure I like it. I don’t know what the next step is. I know that I take my flute to be repaired on Wednesday, but beyond that, my musical future is murky. I’m sure I’ll play again, I just don’t know in what capacity.
Luck=preparation+opportunity.
I guess I’ll practice. That’s a good place to start.