In the midst of this season of life when many of us are thinking and praying for an awakening of spirit behavioral compassion Aaron Copeland’s masterpiece, Appalachian Spring, came to mind.
If one ever had the blessing to be in the Appalachian Mountains at the first hint of spring, with winter’s cloak not fully receded, Copeland’s music gives rise to expression that words and brush strokes, no matter how great, cannot emulate. This could be in any woods across this great Earth.
In 1819, John Keats composed six odes, which are among his most famous and well-regarded poems. Keats wrote the first five poems, “Ode on a Grecian Urn”, “Ode on Indolence”, “Ode on Melancholy”, “Ode to a Nightingale”, and “Ode to Psyche” in quick succession during the spring, and he composed “To Autumn” in September. While the exact order in which Keats composed the poems is unknown, some critics contend that they form a thematic whole if arranged in sequence. As a whole, the odes represent Keats’s attempt to create a new type of short lyrical poem, which influenced later generations.
Metaphorically, I believe in the midst of this summer of discontent as the entire socio-economic world attempts to understand or not; we are in a winter/spring conundrum. To quote the words of Gramsci, ‘The crisis consists precisely in the fact that the old is dying and the new cannot be born; in this interregnum a great variety of morbid symptoms appear.’
There are those of us who see the dark and those of us who see the light. There are those of us who look back and those of us who look beyond the yet seen horizon.
I hope you will take twenty-five minutes to still yourself and let this music rise in you, your innermost dreams and aspirations.
Blessings on your day!