Is fulfillment the same in music and meditation?
I listen and watch music every day. Sometimes it’ll be a performance to an audience, but many times not.
Just watched “Llive Aid” at Wembley Stadium with Queen performing, and being cast to 1.4 billion people in 1985. Apparently, Freddie Mercury stole the show from the other many performers in the enormous event. His performance was exquisite and sparkling. The whole crowd was with him instant by instant.
So this struck me like a group meditation, the enormous packed crowd, completely moving together, at one with the moment, instant by instant.
And it seems “individual identities” subsided, leaving mostly a oneness of each with the crowd, and the sound, and the performance.
This must have left people with a lasting sense of connection with others who were there, and those moments - Undoubtedly recalled by many long after the event. Like a meditative fulfillment? - But what is the difference between the two? Very interesting to me!
Do rock concerts make the society more spiritual? It must, in some ways. What is the difference from meditation? Why don’t I see advice about rock concerts in spiritual writing? What is the difference?
But my fulfillment in meditation is not a crescendo of movement and momentum, that builds and becomes a completeness in my consciousness in the moment.
In meditation, it is a pause in movement, as the motion tapers down - A power of stillness and space, the cessation of momentum from past acts and thoughts, leaving no trace, in the moment, of past confusions. And that profound clarity of space sees no separate things or identities anywhere. - Open space all around, and within, all that is, a transcendent sacredness of what is - Being itself. Not mine in any way. Not part of my streams of identification all the way along. - An emptiness of me and of things, that is completely convincing, but is not authorized in any way.
And so, without any fixed boundaries around, we are so much bigger than we thought we were.
It’s like saying, “ For a long time, I thought I was my right arm. But it turns out, that was only part of me!”
So memories of music are full of content, whereas my fulfillment of meditation is absent any content that connects with the streams of my identifications that go all the way back.
(Over 50 years ago, after investigation, I sat to meditate, completely on my own, not trying to meet direction from any authority. I sat for two hours, and have pretty much for two hours most every day since, with additional retreats and meditation programs. But I have no authority about meditation from any tradition or organization.
And I have much less authority about music, by far…)