Driving in my car, with Aram Khachaturian’s ‘Adagio of Spartacus and Phrygia’ playing on the radio.
Just as the music swelled into the almost orgasmic crescendo, I rounded the bend in the road, and in a moment the dark clouds separated, great shafts of golden sunlight pierced the sky, and a tremendous effulgence engulfed one and all, in radiant splendor.
The synchronisation between music and sky was astounding, and my heart burst open with joy and tears.
How wonderful this creation is, how wonderful these myriad appearances, dancing before us, inviting, involving …. yet without substance or ground!
