Those few moments...
Today on my way to work I was listening to John Mayer. It is a gloriously dreary day. I love these days. They remind me of the eighties for some reason. I get this nostalgia that throws me into a deep need to watch Star Wars. That's not the point. The point is I was driving my same old drive and something about the sadness of the song and the sadness of the day made me feel so alive. This seems like a contradiction but it's true...in fact the sadness together were so beautiful that I was actually happy. But alas, my heart was wrenched back to my reality when I shut the car off and the beautiful song was cut off all to harshly.
A similar thing happened to me about six months ago. I was listening to a song by Herbie Hancock and Damien Rice (An odd but brilliant Pairing) The song is called Don't Explain. Strangely the song is about cheating on your loved one and them forgiving the other person. That also is not the point. The song is incredibly sad sounding and extremely moody. I was sitting in my office and I let the song repeat several times and just sat. I almost saw the room turn sepia and my keyboard turn into a typewriter. I was caught in the twenties and felt that reality pierce my very being.
These moments give me an insight into what heaven must be like. When your soul takes charge and becomes aware of everything. Sadness turns to beauty and then to joy.
Maybe it is music that triggers these in my mind. Maybe that's why I write songs. Maybe it is something else for you. Either way, these moments are better than this life, and they make me yearn for what lay ahead in the next.