It’s the sound of samurai swords clashing.
It’s the sound of six-gun carrying, lone cowboys riding horseback across the Great Plains.
It’s the sound of space battles.
It’s the sound of star crossed lovers seized in their first or final kiss.
It’s Scheherazade by Rimsky-Korsakov.
The word “epic” is thrown around and overused like an old beach towel, and therefore would almost devalue and diminish the sheer magnitude of this colossal, classical composition. But “epic” unquestionably is the only word which fully encompasses how this music feels.
It’s the goddamn sound of sun rays after a violent thunderstorm.
And, it’s tied for first with Brubeck’s Take Five as my dad’s favorite piece of music of all time.
I found his old Scheherazade CD this morning and slid it into the Saab’s stereo. With the convertible top down, I glided to the beach accompanied by a subtle breeze, roadside flowers, epic melodies and of course, epic memories.
“In Live Like a Fruit Fly, Gabe Berman shares his recipe for living a more joyful, worthwhile, and abundant life in every way. A witty, entertaining, and insightful read.”―Deepak Chopra, Author, The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success
“I’m feeling really anxious/shitty/scared. Can you tell me something good please?”
I received this text from a friend a few nights ago.
I instantly responded, “It’s an illusion. It’s mostly all an illusion. And the fraction that isn’t, truly loves you. So just sit there, do nothing, and receive.”
I was just riffing, thoughtlessly riffing. But that doesn’t make it any less true. In fact, probably more true. Light years more.
She courteously thanked me for taking the time to respond. And then thanked me wholeheartedly the next morning because she was breathing more easily. Feeling more free.
I’m not sharing this with you for plaudits, I’m sharing it just to share.
Because we teach what we need to learn. And/or, remember.
If you haven’t read my book, it’s officially time to: