Before we dive into the maelstrom of the holidays, let’s have this moment of calm – and let’s see if we can return to it whenever the season threatens to overwhelm. The music of Phillip Glass often provides a mesmerizing opportunity in meditation, his notes flowing like water, spilling over one another in gorgeous wave upon wave, rushing and then slowing the way a stream does depending on rain and snow melt. It is music for contemplation, music with which to pause and breathe.
Once tomorrow arrives, there is no turning back – it will be the high holiday season, and the rush of that rollercoaster to Christmas will bring us down that first steep track with a whoosh. The chain reaction of holiday magic will be set into motion, and there will be scant few moments in which to find true peace and comfort. That seems the antithesis of how this season came into being, and so I will strive to find a way to honor its humble and more meaningful origins. It begins with a post like this, and a quiet morning with just a little piano music to ease into the day.
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