For a long time now, I have wanted to take organ lessons. It’s even on my LIST. I took lessons in college, but my keyboard skills weren’t good enough. I couldn’t think about my hands and feet at the same time. Now that I have passable keyboard skills, I haven’t been able to find anyone to give me lessons. Until now. We had a substitute organist for Easter, and we kind of know each other through church connections, so I asked her if she knew anyone who gave lessons. She found someone!
Across the street from my church and down a block, there is a big Presbyterian church where the organist is taking organ students. Woo hoo! Yesterday was our first meeting and my first lesson. I was able to locate my old organ shoes, and they still fit. (Good thing you don’t need special pants to play organ, because I do not wear the same size pants as I did in college.)
I felt very nervous playing. It was like being in school again. But the teacher guy is really nice, and he knows what he’s doing, so I relaxed as we went along. Playing the organ is so different from playing the piano. It’s going to take a while to get used to the different touch. And I have to get permission to practice on an organ. My church organist is pretty protective of our organ, so I wasn’t up for the challenge of asking last night. I thought maybe I’ll call him some time today.
I’m scheduled for weekly lessons for all of May. I hope I can keep up with this. I am going to cross it off my list, but I hope it becomes an on-going thing.