Great Music

One way I have found to evoke the necessary emotions and feelings to rediscover this world is the following. The song seems the best expression I have found for a movement in ones soul to beauty. The idea of beauty.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5dCjt-FqQYo&feature=related

Some of the strongest emotions one can feel are at moments of intense peace. Walking alone during a rain storm while the sun shines down. Exploring the snow covered streets as little more then a muffle reaches your ears. You are left alone to see what is in you, what is in the world. You will see a great many things hopefully. This reflective exercise is not something that comes to one instantly. One must constantly try. Moving from the particular moments of insight to an eventual understanding of the whole idea.

One example of this is the Hellenistic idea of poesis. While we later derived the notion of poetry from this, it originally contained within the idea of creation. A carpenter, writer, and mother all created something, which could be a beautiful thing. It is our job to rekindle this, to create that which is beautiful again and again. For beauty in the particular sense dies, the painting does not last, the flower dies, youth fades. But we still can make beauty, it is an ever flowing spring that is inside of us. And as we create beautiful things, as we hear sounds that touch this beauty within us, as we read words of such worth we will have not looked at a particular, but instead have glanced at that which is beautiful.

The Clouds that gather round the setting sun
 Do take a sober colouring from an eye
 That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality;
 Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
 Thanks to the human heart by which we live,
 Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears,
 To me the meanest flower that blows can give
 Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.

William Wordsworth