The power of music… And the Tao.
I have tried to write of this before and backed off. I just don’t have the words. But tonight I must try.
Dimly lit room, warm against the black and cold night outside. The house is still. I sit in solitude and listen. Time stops.
I’ve heard this music a thousand times, returning to it again and again. My refuge, my sanctuary. Redemptive. Elusive. Rapturous. As beautiful as the blue sky of day.
More than a half century ago, Miles Davis summoned Bill Evans, John Coltrane, Cannonball Adderly, Jimmy Cobb, and Paul Chambers to the studio and they made this magic. And here I am, for the thousandth time, taken away by the absolute artistry of it all. Lifted up and away.
If ever I am lost, and I need to get home, I come here and listen- and give thanks for the courage of those artists and for all…
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