We went to listen to a Mozart musicale yesterday. Gracious and contained, a group of us listened to talented musicians play selections in the comfort of someone’s living room. It was a beautiful day and the views through the windows were as awe-inspiring as the music.
They say that Mozart had a sad (and short) life. His father bullied him – especially after he surpassed his father in musical prowess. He made some poor choices in friends. But his music was ebullient, inspiring, downright beautiful.
Beauty can come from difficult times. Isn’t it magical that the result of his suffering was something so incredible that has lasted so many years?
Reminder: no matter what the current condition, it can create beauty. Life may be unfair, but it has a way of creating balance – so long as we don’t need to see ourselves as the star of the show.
