It constantly amazes how the more I learn, the more I realize I don’t know.

In any aspect of my life or education, there hasn’t been a single exception to that general rule. (At least not that I can think of.) That’s both incredibly exciting and also frustrating at times. Sort of brings to mind the feeling of running on a treadmill in that it almost makes me wonder if I am making any progress at all – even though I am indeed making progress. One of the biggest lessons I have had to learn (and something that takes a lot of practice for me) is to be patient with myself in those moments when I feel frustrated at whatever gap of knowledge I am facing. The times when I can see the next step, but can’t quite get to it yet. When I see the imperfections in what I am working on but have to face the long road of attempting to fix them.

Just this week, I learned of an incredible Baroque composer that I’m sure I should have come across before but never had: Domenico Scarlatti. (Have a listen below to a piece by him that I’ve fallen in love with.) This discovery only opened more doors to things I don’t know and new music I haven’t heard before.

Obviously “not knowing” is part of life. That doesn’t mean it’s comfortable.