It has always been difficult for me to understand which came first in my faith, music or relationship with the Divine. I think that music was the vehicle by which I came to know the reality of God. But one does not come without the other. I remember in my 20's making the distinction between performing and offering my music as gift to the God who made the making of music possible.
It is these moments of utter bliss that I experience as the presence of God. And it is these moments that I savor as the revelation of the Divine One, the Creator. It is this Creator that deserves my worship and praise. It is this Holy One that not only reminds me of my humanity and mortality, but also reminds me of my call to Divinity and immortality. And when in the liturgy we hear "Do this in remembrance of me" I recognize that relationship in that remembered bliss.
Perhaps it is this that makes my dance with the Passion of Christ, my dance with the trout line, the way of the Tiwa all significant. It is all about the remembrance that we are related, we dance different steps but to the same music--the music a Creator God instills in our hearts.