Heidelberg Piano

  Dear friends of piano music,   this week the pianistic output is admittedly a bit meager. Unfortunately, I was sick, nothing serious, but so exhausting that I tried to get out of bed several times in the morning and went to the piano, only to find out that there was no point and that I should sleep urgently. One of the interesting words I learned in school was "sickness gain". At the time, I was fascinated by the fact that you can get a certain motivation to maintain an illness from the fact that it also brings advantages. As a child, this is harmless and manageable: you don't need to go to school, when the fever has dropped you can watch TV to your heart's content, etc. As long as I haven't had any children, it was exactly the same as an adult - No school, but books etc., if headaches and other pests allowed this. Later I learned a no less fascinating word, “maternal resilience”, which is supposed to mean that as a mother (or father) you don't get sick

Dear friends of piano music, it's really a déjà vu: we had a lockdown at Easter, and we have one again at Christmas. Locked in your own four walls, going to the supermarket is the only appointment of the day. I'm curious to see whether the playgrounds will also be closed again - that was particularly tough last time when, like us, you don't have a garden. It's supposed to be particularly bad for the children, such a lockdown, but my children aren't particularly angry if they don't have to leave the house in the morning. For them, lockdown means: having time, an infinite amount of time. Time to read aloud, to sing, time for "corridor sports" (i.e. ball games and racing with mom ...). When I was a child, children used to come home at twelve or one o'clock at the latest, not for all-day care. There was an endless amount of time for hobbies and I had plenty of them, sports and music, and there was plenty of time to practice the piano. Nowadays nobody