In the Presence of Greatness

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Do you ever get that feeling in your chest, like your heart is going to explode, when you find something that you love, that you're passionate about, that makes you tear up? Like you are just so overwhelmed with emotion, and you know you can't put it into words, but there's a feeling, just behind your heart, and you know that your life won't ever be the same. I don't get the feeling often, but every time I do, I love it and loathe it at the same time. It almost feels like I'm in pain, like it's so good that it hurts. Usually, it's art that makes me feel that a way. A song, a play, a picture. Isn't it amazing that art can do that to us? Art can change our entire worlds. It's something we take for granted, but how amazing is it, when you take a step back to realize you're in the presence of greatness?

Things that have made my chest ache in the best way recently:

  1. The cast album of Hamilton. It took me a few times, and I really had to listen to the lyrics, but it really feels like I'm in the presence of greatness. Lin Manuel Miranda has woven such an intricate story that you can't help but sink right in and get lost in the rhythms and stories. There are no words to describe it, you are doing yourself a disservice if you don't listen to it. Seriously. Do it. Right now. Helpless and Satisfied are sheer brilliance, and Wait for It is beautifully sung by Leslie Odom Jr. Seriously, what are you waiting for?
  2. Watching Misty Copeland dance across the stage, overcoming her upbringing and her injuries, and being a new face for ballet, one that lets girls know it's okay not to look like "a perfect ballerina." She is perfection.
  3. Kate's face when Leo won the Oscar. Seriously, that's what OTPs are made of. 

Art. Something that has been around for thousands of years, from the first civilizations, because even those people realized the need to express, the need to communicate (RENT anyone?), the need to transcend. There is nothing better, nothing greater, nothing more powerful.

Except maybe Leo.