Lies, lies. I’ve been lying to myself that I like music, lying to others in informal conversations that I like our music. Lies. This music, for today our music, but it is no one’s in particular, brings me to tears, makes my breathing faster. I cannot stop listening to this lecture. Cannot stop feeling it. I don’t want to raise my head in front of it. We know emotions visit us from god knows where. Amazingly, for no earthly reason that we can explain, we want to, in return, express these emotions, sending them back into the world, but not to the world they came from. These expressions are the veera rasa, shoka rasa, and so on. If you learn to tune your being to these rasas, they will summon these emotions into you too. That would not lessen the mystery but you will see that this music is a gift. For today, this gift is to a nobody like me, from somebody like these artists and teachers.
