My mom sent me a link to this music video in an email with the tag line: "beautiful", a couple of weeks ago. I let it sit in my inbox for quite a while, waiting for a day when I could have some time to get to wade through "less urgent" mail. I just thought it was another embedded Power Point presentation with pretty landscapes and soft music. I've had enough of those land in my account to start up my own Sappy Supermarket of Semi-Inspirational Sentiments.
Wow. I should have opened this up sooner. I should have BEEN there. A seat near the rostrum in the Tabernacle on that night would have been worth my right thumb. (After I showed it to my wife, she told me it was time to start lurking around on the Temple Square Events website so I could score us some tickets to events like this.) I'll bet I watched it a dozen times the first day. I got onto the iTunes store and grabbed more Andres Bocelli. I stopped listening to anything else on my iTunes, iPod, iPhone, iCDPlayer, (OK just regular CD Player) and that's when things in my life made an incredible change. Powerful, inspirational, affirming, uplifting music makes a difference in a life. In a few days it was like I was living in a new world. One a little happier, a little cleaner, I guess it was a little more like heaven.
And the switch wasn't from vulgar, violent hip-hop or similar music. It was a switch from frivolous to meaningful.
I wonder if switching from fast-food to bunny food would do the same thing for my body?
It's not about skiing: It's about what I learned when I learned to ski.
You can't have fun skiing if you always lean uphill towards the seeming security of the uphill slope: Leaning up is natural for most of us though: after all, if you fall uphill, you don't have as far to go before you hit. Trouble is when you ski like that, you spend a lot of time in the snow. Your center of balance is all out of whack, your skis slide out from under you and down you go. It's no fun. If you want to zoom down the slopes free and easy you have to commit to the fall line, get your "nose over your toes" and risk tumbling head over heels once in a while in a glorious confusion of arms and legs and skis. But once you make the commitment: Surprise! You hardly ever fall and you can ski! I don't ski much any more but life is like that too. You have to commit and risk a crash if you really want to live a full life. This web log is a chronicle of the ways I find myself leaning up into the hill, and what happens when I catch myself doing it, and then lean forward instead.
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