Does that make any sense? Or did I completely miss your point(s)?
Yes, it does make sense. Yes, I do seek to find others with whom I can relate - but this is not just a sense of wishing to impact other people's lives. Though, in a very broad sense of course my mind and heart wonder just what impact each of us really do have on each other, but as I indicated in my last post I normally have questions upon questions and you could say that is a peripheral question at the moment.
I know that it could seem like I'm being selfish or indulgent about this, and maybe I don't have perspective enough to see that I am and instead think that I'm not. All I can say is that I'm not aiming to be. What it feels like is a gnarly kind of beast inside of me who's trying desperately to just push its way right out of me and have a life. I don't know how else to explain it, but it's not like "well, little m1469, if you could have any dream in the world, what would you wish it to be" and me saying "oh, I'd like to be a musician! That seems magical so why not??" and then there I go living my life. It's something different which sometimes feels as though it possesses me, and it's sometimes not a bit comfortable, bringing me to tears just to relieve the pressure. This, I believe, not everybody experiences, or admits to whether they do ... I don't know. But, "it" needs a life, I know that much, and I certainly can't just live with it all bottled up in there - it seems like it would kill me if I tried to do that. So, indulgent? I don't know. It seems like a form of survival for me.
But, to talk about your first thoughts, I sometimes myself don't know. If I could pinpoint it a bit, I'd say that what I want about anything regarding this, is to feel a sense of authenticity about my life. I feel that with my teachers, and I feel that when I get to spend some nice time developing musically. When a view comes on the horizon where it appears that I might just be stuck with this "thing" inside of me, not having a way out in a truly fitting way, then I get very concerned and scared. That begins to translate to a sensation of gnawing and clawing from within. Whether I am pursuing this as a "professional" or as an "amateur" or any of that seems like a surface kind of arrangement or label - and doesn't really mean much to the inner musician who's just doing everything possible to be heard.
So, I am experiencing that a little in my life right now and it seems to push me into posts like this, and intense thoughts and feelings, and sometimes in a way that seems like a reaction to items I started this thread with.
From my perspective now, I can't say that I feel like my life would feel authentic to me should it have gone the way I see these two people's lives going. But, maybe it feels perfectly authentic to them (in whatever way they can perceive the meaning of that word). But, yes, anytime I start feeling like I'm being put into a box, there goes that beast in me again, fighting like never before.
At this point in my life, even though there have been some pretty big challenges these past few years, I have learned through these years that how I feel right now is normally a kind of good sign and that I am probably not getting cornered in the way it feels I might be. But, I have a responsibility to respond to what I feel inside if I'm going to see it through to whatever is next. My life feels like steps and I feel as though I have to earn every single step of graduating from one phase to the next - whatever those are. And I just know I can't "stay" in one place inwardly, however I don't know what the next step looks like outwardly. I'm just trying to find that and this seems to be the process. That is what my life has been like.
I do indeed feel grateful for the desire and ability (to whatever it is considered an ability by others, I don't know) to express myself (when I truly can) through improvisation. But, yes, my inner musician certainly doesn't stop there - if she did, she'd never have stepped beyond the house at all. I am forced to acknowledge that I also sing and I also play the piano, interpreting other people's works. These, including the last one, especially, are very intensely part of me - what do I do about that?
Back to piano.