This was forwarded to me this morning…

What you are about to read is not of my own creation, and is no doubt known by some or all of you (given the wide sweeping angles of the internet). Kim forwarded this to me this morning. I’m merely passing along it’s good message…

..something to think about…

Washington, DC Metro Station on a cold January morning in 2007. The man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approx. 2 thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After 3 minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.

4 minutes later:
The violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk..

6 minutes:
A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.

10 minutes:
A 3-year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.

45 minutes:
The musician played continuously. Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.

1 hour:
He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.

This is a true story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people’s priorities. The questions raised: in a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?

One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this: If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made…. How many other things are we missing?


3 thoughts on “This was forwarded to me this morning…

  1. Those who choose not to stop and take the time are missing so much. I have taugt my son to be a kid and to stay a kid in his heart. I have always been one to laugh at the things people find “stupid” which includes myself. I know the value of the true beauty of life and I wish I was there to hear this man play because the music from a violin is beautiful. Yesterday I saw cloud that looked like a Hamster and a Mime Jr, if you have kids ask them. I told my son and he was immediately amused…People the simple beauty of being in life is all that it takes to be a happy person in life…Look in the mirror when you wake up(anytime) and laugh at yourself everyday and I guauntee you will be happier than you have been in a long time…Be Blessed….


  2. Wish I had been there, too! If the musicians are good, I’ll stop. If I have money, I donate, if not, I still listen…but eventually I have to get somewhere, so I can’t listen for long. When everything is hectic though, it’s hard to stop and look at the beautiful things. But you have to take time out to either appreciate things or analyze them, or just to relax; otherwise you may go insane. Speaking of which, it’s a nice day today…think I might go walk by the beach.


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