The Kiss

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  “Ryabovitch pulled the bed-clothes over his head, curled himself up in bed, and tried to gather together the floating images in his mind and to combine them into one whole. But nothing came of it. He soon fell asleep, and his last thought was that someone had caressed him and made him happy—that something extraordinary, foolish, but joyful and delightful, had come into his life. The thought did not leave him even in his sleep. When he woke up the sensations of oil on his neck and the chill of peppermint about his lips had gone, but joy flooded his heart just as the day before.” The Kiss By Anton Chekhov (1860–1904)

Influence

To influence simply means “to pour into.” Manipulation implies doing something by hand and might include influence. The contrast of the two might be seen in someone giving directions versus actually taking someone where they need to go. 


Some influencers stand out in my life, and they all had something to do with music. Mrs. L got me started in orchestra, making certain her students had too-notch private teachers and parked us on front rows in concerts. She even made me a tape of her favorite pieces to listen to over that one summer. I devoured that tape and to this day, can still tell you what was on it, side A and B. She pointed the way. Mr. K was a choir teacher who tested my skills. He let me conduct, teach and screw up without ridicule. He helped me get to All State when I was the only string player in school. Without an orchestra, he managed to show the way. Other influencers were worship leaders and the special musicians they found to bless our lives. 


I can’t name any so-called “influencers” as they are known today in social media. It was people like Mrs. L and Mr. K— yes, and even the music-stand-tossing Mr. M who gave direction—in every sense of the word. 

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