What made you joyful today?
I was on my way to the office in the morning, passing through the tunnel that connects the subway station with the University, when I heard from the distance a busker play an instrument that sounded a lot like cello, but not quite.
"No, that can't be," I thought to myself, "I can't be that lucky!"
I walked on, and the sound became more distinct. Clearly there was no vibrato; could it be a viola da gamba - in Helsinki, late in the autumn, when most leaves are fallen, and most tourists have left the city already?
Finally I was close enough to see the young man playing the beautiful ancient-looking instrument.
It really was a gamba.
That tunnel is as ugly as they come, but the acoustics are surprisingly good.
When he played, it sounded as if we had been in a cathedral.
And he was remarkably talented.
I was in a hurry, so I couldn't stay for a long time, unfortunately. But it was like a peek into a different era, a different place without any hurry.
That feeling has accompanied me throughout this day.
The sunlight. Watering the plants. Brushing the dog. Petting the cats. Talking with a friend. Getting equipment I needed. Planning for the week. Planning for the future. Planning menus. Walking the dog. Talking a bath.