Thoughts on Yo Yo
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This morning, as I traded written words with God, my thoughts turned to acclaimed cellist, Yo Yo Ma. Below is an excerpt.
I forgot about Yo Yo Ma. I was going to write about Yo Yo Ma. Apparently, I’m not enough of a musical nerd to have heard his stuff before, but we watched one of his live performances on New Years Eve. Holy crap. That’s about all you can say when you see a guy like Yo Yo Ma doing his thing – holy crap.
It’s not his talent that has me so dumbstruck – though his talent is staggering. It’s his PASSION. No, passion isn’t quite the word. He’s obviously a passionate man, but that’s not quite as unusual as the abandonment to holy pleasure so evident on his face. His expression when he plays the cello – it’s crazy, but I swear it’s like a man making…
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