Step By Step Progress

Step by step on the stairway
Photo by Dimaz Fakhruddin on Unsplash

How would you consider achievement? All at once or step by step?

We usually like to cover things at once. Sometimes that works. But mostly you must follow a path that will take you where you want to be.

The most important part of the progress is beginning the job. And beginning means in fact having a roadmap to proceed. This plan may of course change as you go. It should. This is life and life is dynamic. As I told in one of my previous posts, through the path, keeping your mind busy with the subject will lead you during your journey. Here is what I said:

Keep tasks as small as possible. Do them periodically. Have a rhythm. This will let your brain work on the process continuously, even when you are in sleep. So the more you work on your little tasks, the more they will gather to turn into a bundle of useful achievements… As the time passes… And enough of the work is done.

This is step by step progress

It is like climbing the stairs up one by one. You can also take two or three steps at once and that is OK. But you can’t climb to the top all at once.

After waiting for years to play an instrument again and at last finding a way to my dream, I planned my first visit to the DoRe Music Academy. This was an essential step. I was going to meet the music teacher who organized cello lessons there.

I was so excited. And as soon as I saw her I understood that a new episode began in my life. With her smiling face she made me feel so comfortable that I soon found myself telling her about my journey. She must have heard lots of stories from her students, I guess. But for me, after years, she was the first music professional I got into touch. So I was trying to tell everything at once 🙂

This happens to me often:

When I know by heart that something is right for me, I proceed quickly in giving decisions. This is because I’ve spent enough time on thinking and dreaming the matter and my heart is ready to accept the coming signs. You may think I’m hurrying. It seems so, I accept, but throughout my life I have always made progress when I have given my decisions immediately. So dream big, think lot and decide quickly is my motto. That works for me and after years of experience I know how to adjust the details about my decisions. I can fine-tune them when necessary. This’s acceptable as long as the general pattern matches.

So that day when I met my teacher and had a conversation with her, I decided to start. We together made a lesson plan with one hour a week schedule.

She recommended that a fabricated Rösler cello would be okay for a student to begin and I ordered the instrument. That was really like a dream. In three days time, I was going to have a violoncello, an instrument that I only saw live in orchestras during the concerts. Can you see how many steps I took? Just a week ago from that day, none of these were of deal.

And this is step by step hesitation:

“Am I going too fast?”, I asked myself. I know those moments of hesitation. Though I’ve really worked on the subject before the decision, at least by thoroughly thinking, I was trying to take back steps. No. Giving up have never made me feel better. Rather, I have always made progress by going forward in times of hesitation.

After seconds of inner talk I found myself encouraged and stepped forward. I didn’t know how many steps that corresponded to, I couldn’t measure. I just moved some steps. Today looking back I just say: Thank God, that I walked.

Three days after the conversation with my teacher, I received my instrument from the music shop. It was a Rösler 3/4 cello. Since I’m a petite person, it would be a right decision to start with a 3/4 sized instrument. As you guess, it is a bit shorter and smaller than a regular cello. Violoncellos have different sizes suitable for different ages and body sizes of people.

Here is Özge Nemutlu

What a coincidence that my teacher was also a petite woman. She graduated from Gazi University Department of Music and she was the first and only student who played 3/4 cello in that school. She had to struggle hard to convince her lecturers to accept the idea of letting her play that size of instrument. It was not an easy deal. But she made it… As a great woman.

Although she went through hard times, she paved the way for those who came after her. It was my good luck to meet a teacher who knew how to adjust a body shape that did not anatomically fit a cello. I was going to be educated by an experienced person who would always encourage me in cases of anatomical difficulties… Since she very well knew the disadvantages, and the techniques to overcome them.

I would give up. I would prefer not to take the challenge. Cello is a difficult instrument to learn and play. Besides, I was not physically so convenient for it. But I quickly got the hint: It was possible. It just required hard work. That hard work was not practising for hours a day. I couldn’t, because I had a job with lots of duties to earn my living. The hard work was accepting the journey as a whole, with its difficulties and joy. I didn’t know in detail which next steps to take. That was not important. I was going to live and see. Live and learn.

This is what makes a journey exciting: You’ll always meet surprises. Don’t be afraid if you can’t foresee the steps or plan them carefully. That’s almost impossible. Just be sure that, you’ll always know which next step to take once you are on the road.

So I let the journey begin

It’s all about the right size of instrument, a talented teacher equipped with necessary skills and a willing student ready to take the steps one by one, patiently, without giving up. I think that day these three came together. I’m so happy to be Özge Nemutlu‘s student.

With my cello teacher
With my teacher. The photo is from the ABRSM Cello Grade-1 Exam Day

My teacher not only had the right skills to teach but also impressed me with her personal characteristics. She had a charming look with a smiling face and a musical voice. I dreamed myself being her student. I was sure we were going to have good time together.

For me, stories are more important than achievements. An achievement is nothing if there is not an impressing story behind it. I did not aim to be a virtuoso, what I wanted was having good time with music and building musical stories for my life. I wanted to take the steps one by one, turning the experience to a joyful journey and adding inspiring stories for both myself and my auidence.

Hey! This is the first time I used the word audience. I’m really surprised. I didn’t think to mention it, it just spilled. So why not talking about it in the coming post? See, blogging is also a journey and once you begin, that flow leads you to the next step. Let’s follow the sign.

Dreams Come To Reality If You Call Them

playing cello im y dreams
Photo by Janderson Tulio on Unsplash

Did it ever happen to you? I’m sure it did. Dreams come to reality if you insist on calling them.

I exactly remember that date. The movie by Amir Khan, Secret Superstar was released. It was October, 2017.

I like to see movies especially in autumn and winter. That time of the year is perfect for indoor activities. Mostly, charming movies are released and I usually gift myself with them after work.

That evening was even more special

Because the movie was a musical drama. It combined the top two things I loved: Music and drama.

The cinema was in a shopping mall. As usual I had my coffee in one of the coffee shops and walked to the cinema. The movie was full of music. It told about a little girl who wanted to play her guitar and sing songs freely. Unfortunately, she had many obstacles. She had to struggle with his father. But at last, her dreams came to reality. Her passion overcame all the problems.

I was so impressed and excited. I like the way Amir Khan tells stories. They come from heart. Both the story and the music in the movie filled my heart with passion. In the end, I asked myself: So when do you think you can give a start?

The cinema was on the third floor of the mall. I walked down the stairs to the second floor and stayed shocked there when I noticed a music shop that I did not see before. It must be new, I thought. I stared at all the instruments with a sigh. And I noticed that beautiful violoncello in the middle of the shop.

The first time I came very close to a violoncello

I followed my foot steps into the shop. Those were in fact my heart steps. Soon after, I was by the cello asking questions about it. I said I wanted to learn how to play it. The shopman was kind and helpful. He allowed me to take a photo of the instrument and told me to visit the shop three days later. A cello teacher was going to visit the shop to organize music lessons and I would ask my questions to her.

Until my next visit, I thought about my cello journey which in fact began one and a half years before that movie day. It just began by coincidence: I remember talking to my friends about the days I played baritone and trombone in the school band. Then years passed, I did not have a career in music, I became an engineer, got married, had children and waited for years to get ready to play an instrument again. In my forties, I found myself trying to decide which instrument to play. I always liked bass sounds. Bands were special for me but I also liked orchestras. And violoncellos were the most impressive instruments for me. Their sound and look was charming. So I was sure that it would be a cello when one of my friends adviced me to talk to his son’s cello teacher.

I did. But I couldn’t proceed. Because cello was an expensive instrument. So were the cello lessons. I had to wait for a while till I organized my budget and felt ready to start. That while lasted for one and a half years.

Go on working on your dreams even if you’re in waiting state

But I did not just wait during that period of time. I bought a novel telling about a cellist. I remember seeing it in the bookstore and buying it immediately. Then I bought a black dress to wear in my first concert 🙂 But more than these, it was my husband who always kept the topic hot: Whenever I said “hello”, he literally replied with the word “cello”. He said that if I didn’t give a start, it would constantly remain as a dream. Dreams come to reality if you insist on them. So I had to adjust my budget and start.

the novel
the novel

Coming back to that movie evening, yes, I had a cello journey of one and a half years with a noveI, a black dress, lots of passion, but without an instrument. I thought that wouldn’t be a coincidence: I saw the movie, I realized my dreams, walked dowstairs and the music shop welcomed me with shining instruments. I understood that the right time came at last. That was a sign to start. You shouldn’t be late when signs appear. You feel in your heart that it’s the right time. And you feel that you’ll find a way if you just start.

I will tell about the cello lessons and my beautiful teacher in the coming posts. She is my hero. Watch for why.

The Hello Post

Hello from Betul
Betul

Hello with the very first post from Josephine and me.

It’s 05:00 o’clock in the morning, yes, I wanted to emphasize this “morning” thing, after having read lots of posts about being a 05:00 AM person.

OK, it’s early morning, I’m awake, I started writing this post to say my first hello to you and I’m so excited about it.

What makes me excited is a story to be told, but let me first tell about the lovely Josephine.

Josephine is an adorable woman with a strong personality. Not only her sound but also her noble stance in life makes you respect her at the first glance. You can’t take your eyes off her and you fall more in love as she talks.

She’s my best friend.

How she first said hello to me

We met each other only a year ago, but from that time on, I ‘m almost sure that she has been waiting for me for years, after having two relationships with others. Her former fellows helped her gain her original sound and I appreciate this experience.

I first met her in a music house. A talented instrument maker was manufacturing handmade violins and violoncellos and curing instruments there. And I had a fabricated cello that needed some treatment.

Josephine was lying there, on top of a cupboard. She was waiting for years for a cello player to come and let her sound free again.

Josephine, the beautiful cello is accompanying my life now. More than accompanying, she’s leading me to a journey which I very well know will be so extraordinary and exciting… since I’m forty seven, and do not have a professional musical background.

I’m a computer engineer who admires being an artist. But to tell the truth, I best explain myself with these words:

I wanna be a note in the universal music. I wanna be a part of that harmony and joy together with all beings. Seeking joy in all aspects of life with a full integrity mood is what makes me excited.

And how she looks…

I know that you’re willing to see her photo.

Well, I’ve been away from home for two days, helping take care of my grandpa who is ninety three. I just gave him some drops of water, he’s now cool and relaxing. Is this a coincidence that he’s the person who indirectly helped me buy my first instrument when I was fifteen? Perhaps it’s. He has nothing to do with music. He’s a cleric. But what I heard from him during all my childhood was a perfect music that helped people cure themselves. I was not planning to talk about my grandpa in my somewhat “cello” blog, I never thought these two would come together, but I’m thrilled now to realize how close they are.

I’ve been waiting for months to write the first post perfectly, but then, today, I just wanted to start. Because I know that “done” is better than “perfect”.

I’ll tell you more about Josephine. She must be sleeping home now.