NEW CANYONS – Piano and Guitar Improvisation

New Canyons

New Canyons
Canyons are almost always impressive geographical features.
“Horseshoe Bend,” by Ken Kistler

In one or two of my previous posts, I’ve compared the emotional experience to a river which cuts canyons in the topography of our future experience of being. In this way, our sense of self is “pre-paved,” if you will, by our present emotional experience. Another way of putting this is: what you feel today is who you become tomorrow. So if you don’t like who you are, you can take control of that choosing to change your emotional experience.

When you do this, the “river” that is your emotional self, begins to cut “new canyons” in your a-priori bound experiential future. So if you don’t like who you are, then it is incumbent upon you to cut new canyons for yourself by changing the way you feel. This starts with a conscious choice. Then, it proceeds with changing your surroundings. This will arrange the stimuli you experience to make being happy easier. At that point, you realize your innate power to be happy. Then, you will be in control of your emotions, to an extent, regardless of what stimuli you experience. When that happens, you become a deep, powerful, effective human being.

Some Notes on this Piece

“New Canyons” shows the process of getting from a place of worry and pain to a place where you are in touch with your personal power. Then, you will experience confidence and happiness. It opens in g# minor. To my ear, this is the most unsure, worry-filled key. It also features, close, restricted minor thirds, further underscoring the anxiety of the experience. As it progresses, it slowly open up and moves past the sense of anxiety, to much more full, open chords in a major key, with parallel fifths and octaves, suggesting a calm, but powerful sense of self-confidence and personal power. As such, this shows the process of developing new canyons of future experience.

Canyons are almost always impressive geographical features.

Response

  1. […] I am the smoothened stone; the uncut diamond. In a single grain of me is indestructibility. Hell has become the companion of my soul; Saturn its judge. I am because I am not. I am the gestalt of the linguistic will. The bottom of the sea is my home. I do not walk on water; I skip upon it. […]

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