Thursday, October 29, 2009


"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."

... from "The Paradox of Our Age" by Dr. Bob Moorehead

I added a Playlist feature to my Blog. Please click on this feature in the right hand-toolbar to hear the soundtrack of my life.

Today I am playing one of the pieces of instrumental music that has touched me the most in my life. It is "An American Elegy" by Frank Ticheli. 'An American Elegy was composed in memory of those who lost their lives at Columbine High School in 1999 and in honor of the survivors. Ticheli said, 'It is offered as a tribute to their great strength and courage. . . . I hope the work can also serve as one reminder of how fragile and precious life is and how intimately connected we all are as human beings.' Calling the work 'an expression of hope,' Ticheli incorporated the school's Alma Mater in the closing section. Currently associate professor of music at the University of Southern California, Ticheli served as composer-in-residence with the Pacific Symphony Orchestra from 1991 to 1998. He has written many works for bands, orchestras, and chamber ensembles, and his music has won numerous prestigious awards."

The first time I heard this played in a live concert it was one of those moments in my life "that took my breath away." It was at a Summer Band Camp concert at the University of Massachusetts in Lowell on July 17, 2004. My daughter, Marissa, was playing in the concert in the flute section. All of the performers were high school musicians and their college camp counselors. There was not a dry eye in the audience. Hearing her play and looking into the beauty of my daughter's eyes never fails to catch my breath.

I do not play a musical instrument. My quilting is my art. While I sew, this music plays in the background. Last summer I hosted an Americana fabric swap on the Quilt and Needle Quilting Forum

and an Americana Favorite Block Swap Lotto on the Block Central Quilting Forum

and here is my block ...
I like to think that my quilt blocks, that are pieces of my heart, are sewn into the quilts of others and together as quilters we blanket the world in warmth and love.

The moment I love best in quilting is when I finish the last stitch on the back of the binding of one of my quilts. Then I snip the thread, smooth the fabric and turn it slowly to see my finished quilt .. it is always one of those moments that "take my breath away" ... to think that with my hands I have created this beauty in fabric.

It is a beautiful fall day here in New England. My windows are open, my music is playing, the fabric will soon be flowing through my fingers as my sewing machine hums and my heart is full.

Have a happy, quilty day ... :-) Pat

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