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and wonder at the profound and ethereal beauty of something other...when we are reminded that there is far more to life than bills and diapers and dishes and laundry....that there is something other that lifts up the soul and speaks to that place in your heart that you forgot was there - that place in your heart that you buried in the mundanities of life, where you used to romp as a child, dreaming of fairies and unicorns and rainbows and magicians thundering and wizards striking and elves in courtly dances....
It is a place that we sent to sleep for a while and got busy slowly dying.

...but there are moments when we are reminded of beauty. Hearing Helene Grimaud play Brahms is one of the moments where words fail and you are buried in the colors of magic and rainbows and storms and lightening - and your breath is taken away for just a moment and everything is right again.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0dYoJ2OWfFc&list=OLAK5uy_nmcwPbaAKESno7K2MooNGo2_xRPUqSdio&index=12