Carnival Music Box
The music you’re about to hear was inspired by a dream. A wonderful dream. A dream so vivid and full of detail that it was impossible to distinguish it from reality. So much so that it makes one think, did I for a moment escape this mortal coil? Was I somehow transported to another place free from the great multitude of things that plague us in this world? And I wasn’t alone. I got to share this wonderful moment with my twin daughters.
The dream was in three parts. It started early one spring morning. It was one of those perfect mornings. Everything was just right—the temperature...the light…the breeze...the smells. That wonderful little breeze, caught the girls’ hair and gently carried it behind them...just like their mom’s. We were walking along a cliff side that overlooked the ocean. We were fairly high up, but you could still feel a light mist dance across your face. As we got to a point where the cliff side turned, we noticed a carnival below. A magnificent carnival that stirred all the senses. All the colors were so rich and bold and there was such a feeling of excitement in the air. The girls pulled at my hands eager to go, truth is, I wanted to go just as much as they. We found a staircase that took us right to the event. A carnival on the beach...what a wonderful thing.
The second part of the dream was spent at the carnival taking it all in and just enjoying being together. All the sights and sounds and smells, truly a magical thing. With such a beautiful day, we walked down to the water where we sat and watched the waves roll in...gentle, calming waves. There were several children in the water playing and throwing a ball back-and-forth. The girls, however, seemed very content to just sit on the beach with me and watch.
In the third part of the dream, we were on a sailboat looking back at the beach and the carnival. To our delight, around the bend, came the horses and the bareback riders to put on a spectacular show. From the water, I felt like we had the best seat in the house. Towards the end of the show, we watched a wonderful sunset together and then it all just vanished and I awoke. Upon waking, I just had this overwhelming sense of calm. A sense that my girls were OK and that I will get to see them again. I realized my wife wasn’t with us in the dream and was overwhelmed with a feeling that had the girls been born, she wouldn’t have survived. I could almost hear the girls whisper ‘we love you too much to take mom from you, live your life together and enjoy your time together. We’ll be waiting for you both.’
I don’t know how this works. I don’t know if they can hear this music. I believe they can. Almost every night, I play it for them in hopes that wherever they are they can hear it and know that I treasured the moment we had together and that love truly has no boundaries.
