Spend time with me through the growing of a music teacher. See what adventures in Amateur Radio, music braille, and wilderness hiking had to do with it. Discover why learning to fly taught Richard more about teaching music and life, than all of his formal education put together.
Within the isolated world of private music teaching, one may appear obsessively concerned only with the welfare of his or her students; and yet we are always willing to bathe in the joy of their success. I have written about my own three seasons thus far: winter - the beginning years at the end of World War II; spring - an awakening during and following the Cold War years; summer - overture to fall towards the September of my own years.
To my readers: look closely within yourself - as my stories could be your stories - as said in the sequel, Summer's Memory: "... if Richard can leave this world one day feeling that he has done his best to contribute some things to ponder in his little stories, then maybe, just maybe there might be a glimmer of hope for others to turn the tides into a new millennium of healing and wisdom." And as always, Richard will continue to ask: "Why is that?"
"Don't listen to the person who has the answers; listen to the person who has the questions." - Albert Einstein
Winter
I am often dark and cold - I am here to remind you of your own self, but I am also here to give you the gift of spring ....
Spring
I am peace - I am your new life - spend time with me in the green quiet places, for all too soon, I will be gone ....
Summer
I am quiet - noisy - hot - cool - a time for different things - a time to remember the coolness of winter, and to anticipate the new beginning ...
Fall / Autumn
I am mature, stately, and proud - my beauty can only be seen by those who walk with me in solitude - I am summer's memory .... [The Seasons by Richard Taesch (c)2000]
