Metro Station

 A man stood in a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that thousands of people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.

Three minutes went by and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried up to meet his schedule.

A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping continued to walk.

A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.

The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk turning his head all the

time This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on.



In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one

noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.


No one knew this but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the best 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 his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston and the seats averaged $100.

Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of an social experiment about perception, taste and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an

inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?

One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be:


If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, on one of the finest instruments in the world - how many other things are we missing?



Let this be a lesson to us to not miss anything - even if we are in a hurry.

How Sweet it is!!!!

A new mastery group was born on Sunday March 22nd. We had 9 beautiful births -some were painfully in labour from Friday at 5:30 p.m. until Sunday night (I suspect some even longer than that).

As the 3 Doctors (back row) , 6 assistants and many observers can attest the labour was worth the effort. I believe there is nothing more beautiful than the shiny glow of new birth. The joy of feeling lighter due to fewer limiting beliefs, the realization that a whole life is waiting and that anything and everything can be part of it. I am once again inspired to re-examine the places where I hold myself back. The places where I do not use my voice. I am inspired to live a life on purpose, by choosing what I truly want. What role/ assignment have I been living? Is it really what I want, or is it time to pick a new assignment and just dive in with my 100% and see what I create.

Life is precious and never more so than when I am conscious enough to know I get to choose my experiences, who I share them with, and whether I am at my 100% in each moment.

I am so blessed to play a part in such a pivotal point in people's lives. And to have it continue to be such a blessing in my life. The lessons of Mastery are part of the fabric of how I live my life.

To be a part of each Mastery weekend ( at no cost) is a brilliant way to continue to grow and develop myself AND be in service at the same time.

And the Mastery community, from my own group, to the grads who come out and support the Open Houses and social events, continue to support me (sometimes by a good ass kicking), and inspire me.

A purposeful, conscious life, with beautiful souls to join me on the journey - who could ask for anything more?

Thank each of you for the role you play and may it continue to serve you as well as it does me.



With love and gratitude,
James Downie