I love watching people do what they love to do. I enjoy seeing them savor the experience like a delicious meal when calories don’t matter. I delight in their delight. I take pleasure in their pleasure. I love watching people do what they love to do—especially when it’s dance or music.
Yesterday I went to see a friend’s band perform in another friend’s newly purchased, pre-renovation apartment—pre-construction, he has generously allowed it to be used as an intimate concert space. I enjoyed the music, but I equally (or even more) enjoyed watching the musicians take pleasure in the music they were making. Eyes sometimes closed, they seemed to be present and elsewhere—deeply rooted in the sound they were creating and also swept away by it.
The show was compelling. It reminded me of how gratifying it is to pursue what you love, to seek regular immersion in it. And I realized that I don’t often (enough) make doing what I love a priority.