Passing Beauty By

I have been sad since returning from my grandfather's funeral. The open casket caught my heart unawares. The tears streaming down my father's face spun me round. The grief surrounding me became my grief. The tide swept me, and the quantity of wine and single malt scotch I consumed did nothing to center my spirit.

And, then I discovered this article by Gene Weingarten. It rightfully won the Pulitzer Prize.

"If we can't take the time out of our lives to stay a moment and listen to one of the best musicians on Earth play some of the best music ever written; if the surge of modern life so overpowers us that we are deaf and blind to something like that -- then what else are we missing?"

What unexpected beauty do we miss every day?
Here is Joshua Bell in the "right frame" playing and talking about Chaconne by Bach:



How much beauty have I rushed past today? Yesterday?
How often do I forget that we are blessed?

Coincidentally, I went to see Brett Dennen play last night, here in Louisville. He filled the room with grace and joy. It was beautiful.