Purpose

Walk the path of life

Believe, have faith

Trust reason and think

 

Straight roads you expect await

Instead, bumps and bends are confronted

Concrete walls cemented

 

No compromise in their thoughts

No heart in their decisions

No empathy in their actions

 

Saving was the goal

Cold calculated directions given

Affecting people in their hearts,

Destroying loyalty and engagement

A purpose of existence scratched,

Without the slightest consideration

 

Walk the path of life

Believing in yourself,

Keep trust in people that care

 

Walk the path of life

Use reason as your guide

Think, use your brain as your conscious

 

While licking wounds and getting back on your feet

With help and support of your loved ones

Think of this, for a brief moment,

That hope peeks around the corner, constantly

 

Reconnecting to a purpose of life

Encrypted in feelings and perception

Decrypt it with passion and devotion

Let it be driven by friendship and love

Change

Catch the wind in your hair

Standing on top of a mountain

Conquered with strength and skill

All the while, submit to it with respect

 

Will you understand it?

Will the forces of nature tolerate me trespassing

Will you allow it?

Will the elements be gentle to my body and soul

 

I climb the highest mountain

to find peace for a moment

I hike the vastest valley

to embrace my solitude for some time

 

I walk the curly roads

to challenge my spirit

I stroll through the fields in the rain

to feel the touch of nature

 

How can I not love this place…

How can I not love where I am going…

How can I not love…

 

A restless soul lives on and on

In search for tranquility, Some peace of mind

Closing his eyes, and finding the quietness

While resting his heart…

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Purcell – An ode to music…

A summer evening in August. The setting is Næstved, Denmark.

Walking towards Sanct Pederskirke (St. Peders Church) the wind blows steep and the temperature does not feel warm. It feels more like an autumn evening than summer. The  beautiful church is a perfect setting for what I was about to experience.

The Næstved Early Music Festival scheduled this year a performance of work from Henry Purcell (1669-1695). It is an ode to his music performed by the chamber choir Cantoque, the Höök Barock ensemble and Camerata Øresund.

Næstved Early Music Festival is an amazing initiative that puts the little Danish town Næstved on the world map with reference to music from before 1800. It infuses new life into a cultural heritage of early music and combines that with putting focus on the historical setting of the town. The actual festival is every 2 years in August and spans over several days. 2017 is not a festival year, but that doesn’t stop them to organise some concerts throughout the year.

Welcome to all the pleasures is a a true ode to music. The setting is the festival of St. Cecilia on November 22, 1683. It seems fitting as the weather outside indicated it was November after all, although we are in the middle of summer. The church (Sanct Pederskirke) was a perfect choice to let the music hear its voice. The acoustics were excellent and the musicians played at their top. When the choir kicked in, the sound was overwhelming and you knew you were in for something special. Purcell’s music contains the French frivolity while capturing that Italian passion of the time. Ad a twist of English harmony to the mix and you have a piece of music that stands the test of time and is today still very much alive.

The Overture opened part II of the first set with excerpts of Dido. Emotions are high in this part that start in happiness but ultimately ends in utter sadness. A story of love between Dido and Aeneas. A story of music taking you on a ride of emotions.

The second set of the evening took us to The Fairy Queen that contained 2 highlights. Hush, no more brought emotions to the church with an excellent bass voice, an orchestra playing at its best and the choir hitting the right emotions to fill the church with heavenly sound. The second highlight came moments later when Cordon and Mopsa was performed by 2 singers visibly having fun with the piece. A bass and male voice singing in high octave with a comical sauce during the performance made the piece stand out and captured the audience in full blow. What a performance. It was magical!

The musicians and choir took us through a variation of emotions and did it with ease. We went from celebrations to happiness, they took us through a moment of sadness to then take us back into a happy mood. It was a great experience.

The Næstved Early Music Festival deserves to be commended to take the initiative to bring this music back alive for an audience in these beautiful settings like Sanct Pederskirke in Næstved. Next year, August 13 to 19 – 2018, is the real festival year, and it is something to look forward to. Mark your calendars for a visit to Næstved and enjoy some truly wonderful music. You will not regret it.

Coming out of the church I had a smile on my face. I experienced something special and touching.

Silence & Noise

In silence he sits. In silence he thinks about the words that will come. He is slowly moving his fingertips over the keyboard with intense feelings in his heart. The words flow and flow… A flood of thoughts. The flood of words combined express the experience of a moment. It resembles a river of emotions that embrace a moment in life.

How things become important that seem not at the start?

How things become unimportant, though at the some point seemed significant?

How things become meaningful when they were not?

How things have no meaning anymore when eroded by time?

How life is a continuous flow of emotions and experiences.

How life is always in motion…

In silence he still sits. Thinking about the words that should come. Fingertips are not moving over the keyboard. He is staring in front of him, looking at a wall with a map and pictures. He is thinking about things that should and should not be, thinking about emotions and experiences. He is thinking about the past and present, thinking about life. Questions come to mind about the meaning of it all.

There is no flood of words, despite a river of thoughts that occupy his senses.

There is silence and there is noise.

Tomorrow he is leaving this place, forever.

Map and pictures are taken down. The end of a period. Productive in thought, slightly disappointing in deed. This is not the end. It never is an end…

Tomorrow is a new dawn, a new chapter for emotions and experiences.

Tomorrow is a new beginning of something that started so long ago.

It is cherished in the heart. Thank you!