The last two weeks I have been flying out to Calgary for work. On the flight in this morning I had one of those small but intense moments where a myriad of unrelated natural and technological items came together to leave me buzzed.
On the way down to Calgary the plane seem to float in a clear blue sky over an endless vista of aching white clouds. As the jet began to descend for landing through the clouds my iPod shuffle happened to cue up The Lighting of the Beacons track. This track is one of many brilliant ones from Howard Shore’s soundtrack for the Return of the King. As we descended through the clouds the track built up into a dizzying frenzy of strings and just as we burst through the clouds the track burst out in a brass chorus at the exact same moment. The synchronicity of those disparate events caused the hairs on my arms to stand up.
A small moment. One that only I would cherish. But it is moments like that which make each of us the unique individuals we are.
It was a rush that I will always cherish.