It was 1985, the bicentennial of J.S. Bach's birth. The annual International Bach Piano Competition was to be held in Toronto at the Glenn Gould Theatre. This was too auspicious to resist. Over five nights five students each night would perform a Bach piece. The winner would go on to a performing and recording career.
The first three nights were disappointing to say the least. I almost didn't go back the third night. But I did and I'm so glad for that. An angel (Angela Hewitt) walked on stage and proceeded to blow me away with a performance so beautiful and perfect that I was compelled to find out where she was staying the next day to call her to congratulate her (this is not like me).
I finally connected with her in her hotel room and told her how much she moved me. I asked her where I could buy her music and she informed me there was none - at the time she was a nobody classically speaking. I was terribly disappointed. I suggested that I would get some later because for sure she would win. She did.
This story ends with my first meeting with Eckhart Tolle. You won't believe me when I tell you what happened.
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