Marked something off my bucket list
Guys,
There are very few things in this world that bring me to a point where I surrender to emotion and let everything else go with tears flowing. Besides trembling and shivering in a camp shower when I was 13, I’ve rarely experienced the amazing alchemy of tragedy and triumph that I do through music.
A few years back, my wife and I had the good fortune of sitting for a performance of Yo-Yo Ma and his cello and a single, spare piano played by John Williams. It was a bucket list item for me —and one that summoned all of the best humanity can offer through mere vibrations in the ether. I was jelly and so humbled by their mastery, and emboldened all at once, knowing this time and place in the Cosmos produced it. I was reminded of looking at the through the telescope I had as a child. A view so immense, with feet comfortsbly earthbound.
I wept after the Yo-Yo Ma concert until I could gather myself and find the exit and our car.
Tomorrow marks the year anniversary anniversary of a event that almost killed me, but yet it did not. Oh, this damned charmed life. I still have the music of the cosmos—-even if the very best, and most vital exemplars are found nowhere else but here on Terra. Thank you.
Will
There are very few things in this world that bring me to a point where I surrender to emotion and let everything else go with tears flowing. Besides trembling and shivering in a camp shower when I was 13, I’ve rarely experienced the amazing alchemy of tragedy and triumph that I do through music.
A few years back, my wife and I had the good fortune of sitting for a performance of Yo-Yo Ma and his cello and a single, spare piano played by John Williams. It was a bucket list item for me —and one that summoned all of the best humanity can offer through mere vibrations in the ether. I was jelly and so humbled by their mastery, and emboldened all at once, knowing this time and place in the Cosmos produced it. I was reminded of looking at the through the telescope I had as a child. A view so immense, with feet comfortsbly earthbound.
I wept after the Yo-Yo Ma concert until I could gather myself and find the exit and our car.
Tomorrow marks the year anniversary anniversary of a event that almost killed me, but yet it did not. Oh, this damned charmed life. I still have the music of the cosmos—-even if the very best, and most vital exemplars are found nowhere else but here on Terra. Thank you.
Will
