Mahler's 'Resurrection' and the Symphony of Love

I was watching a wonderful performance of Mahler's 'Resurrection' Symphony No. 2 on BBC Proms Sunday night. This seemed so fitting, since a friend of mine is working on a requiem at the moment. And some of Mahler's lyrics translated to English, ohhh, they just seemed to fit. Written in paragraph form are some of the lyrics from 01:16:50 onward in the video below:

You shall rise again. You shall rise again, my dust, after a brief sleep. Eternal life. He who called you shall grant you eternal life. Believe, my heart. Nothing will be lost to you. It is all yours! Yours, what you longed for. Yours, what you loved and strove for. Believe! You were not born in vain. You did not live and struggle in vain. All that is brought to life must pass away. What passes away must rise again. Cease your trembling, prepare yourself, prepare for life. All-penetrating sorrow, I have broken free from you. All-destroying death, now you are conquered. On the wings I have gained I shall soar with ardent love into the light that no eye has seen! I shall die to find life. You shall rise again. Yes, you shall rise again, my heart, in an instant! What you have overcome shall bring you to God.

And so... do you ever have one of those days when seemingly profound ideas bounce around your head with depth of understanding that quickly fades into a twilight of oblivion before you can formulate it coherently? Yeah. This was one of those days and yes, most of it slipped far, far away, lol. I just know that at some point I was watching each member of the orchestra, at times all playing vigorously together, bows rising and falling frantically into the air, all horns blowing, flutists' fingers rapidly moving across the silver keys, lips pursed ... and then... a calm befell Royal Albert Hall. Some instruments were lowered. Only two of the three french horns in use, the third lying in wait. Half the bows with their accompanying violins and cellos sitting calmly, awaiting the moment they will once again be needed.

It became so clear why the "Symphony of Love" (aka "Symphony of Hearts" and "Symphony in the Key of Love", as comes up often in Jan's conversations with Michael) is not just a great metaphor, but exactly how life really is. Not life as humans would claim it to be, but as the Divine Plan deems it so.

It could be that the bass oboe is only needed for a few bars, or the timpani just for the finale, or the piccolo for the fleeting middle of the second movement. It could be that in order to make the symphony truly grand, fifteen violinists are needed, but only half play at once during much of the performance. That's how beautiful music is made! Sometimes it's your turn to shine, to play with all your might. Sometimes your neighbor is playing what you thought was your part, while you're supposed to sit it out and relax.

And while as a member of an orchestra you have the sheet music in front of you, in life it's awfully hard to see what's right in front of you, especially your own music. We keep looking over to the clarinets, thinking, "They're sure important right now! Maybe I should play the clarinet!" And some time later, "Wow, if only I had learned the trumpet I'd be at the top right now!" And later still, "Oh, the strings are so beautiful and I'm stuck with this stupid tuba!" Yet it becomes very clear as the music rises and falls that all are necessary, all are important. Sometimes the one with the "smallest" part makes an impact for just a few seconds that turns the mundane to pure heaven.

When we turn to look directly ahead and stop worrying about what everyone else is doing, we may notice the music stand sitting right in front of us. If we learn to focus and let outer distractions fall away, we may be able to see some of our own notes on the page before us. If we glance up from the orchestra floor and from what's right under our nose we may realize that a conductor is up there directing this entire symphony. She has the entire symphony orchestra before her! He knows all the parts and how they should fit together! She's aware of the slightest variation in pitch, when someone's out of tune, when the sound should be softer or when the intense staccato still isn't intense enough. He's holding us all together, helping us play our parts in perfect synchronicity. And not only that, if we pay attention to His direction we will play our part all the more magnificently, instead of randomly tooting our own horn at some inopportune time, lol. Once we begin to realize these things, we are able to glance back to the pages before us and at our individual notes, which will slowly become clearer.

We can't play all the parts or all the instruments, but what we do play is absolutely necessary for this crazy unending symphony, even when it feels like we're just one of 100 million violinsts blending into the background drone. Imagine the symphony without that soaring sound, though?! It could be that's exactly what you're supposed to be playing. In all honesty, this orchestra's tune is far too vast and too loud for human ears. To think you can hear the whole thing is to believe you can hear one harp in China... from the moon. You won't hear the whole thing while you're here, but it's being recorded for your later awe! So just pay attention to those little notes. Forget what the trombones are doing and look at your own music. Focus gently until your notes come into view, one page at a time. If you feel useless right now, focus until it's time once again to pick up your instrument and play your heart out.

At some point we may wonder if this conductor is also the composer. (I do, because I can't help but make everything complicated, lolol.) How was this divine music put together? I don't know. If you figure that out, please let me know... ;)