When I was about 17, I began studying flute with a brilliant teacher,
Mrs. George.
I was learning a Hindemith Sonata, I think. One of the first concepts Mrs. George taught me was phrasing and patterns. I remember playing a passage or an exercise wrong over and over. She stopped me and said,
"Look, Lisa, this is a palindrome."
AHA!
That made sense in my brain and mind!
And the next time I played it right.
(I think she used the example of RACECAR.)
I love symmetry.
I remember one night when I couldn't sleep and playing with palindromes in my head,
spelling words backwards and forwards attempting to create a snappy original palindrome.
Something that made more sense than "Able was I ere I saw Elba."
A palindrome that meant something to me.
And then it came...
Maybe it isn't original, but I loved it!
My mind settled and I slept.
I remember the next morning drawing a sun and writing out the palindrome over and over.
I still love it!
All of us have the sun in us.
Brilliant Light.
Radiant Beings.
Children of God.
