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Last night my husband and I attended the Seattle Symphony’s performance of Handel Messiah.
I have to admit, I usually prefer instrumental performances over vocal ones. But this was a worthwhile deviation from the norm. There’s something really powerful about the scale of a professional orchestra that makes it impossible not to have a strong emotional response. And, for me, easing into that emotional space is an act of self-care.
(It’s almost hard to believe that George Frideric Handel composed the piece in just three weeks in 1741.)
Until I read the program, I had always considered this particular composition to be specific to the Christmas holiday, but I learned it was originally intended for an Easter performance.
The performance itself was so mesmerizing that I noticed quite a few heads bobbing after being jolted awake by a shift in symphonic arrangement. Every detail of the performance was synchronized.
It amazes me how talented and creative human beings can be–especially as part of a group. I wondered how many hours of practice a performance like this required. And then I didn’t want to know.
Attending the symphony was a wonderfully different way to spend a date night.