I think the music alone would have moved me, but reading about his life as I listened to the album tonight had me weeping. It was partly because of the inherent beauty of the music, and also sadness about his death a year ago, but also feeling inspired by how he embraced life and died with grace. Not long before the end, he wrote this:
"I realized that I see my life as something that has given to me to use, a stewardship, not an ownership. And that makes a big difference. If it was an ownership, and I really HAD my life they way I can HAVE a car or a violin or a microphone, then I could see being royally ticked of at having this thing taken away. But as a stewardship, I am allowed to live and enjoy my life, to use it to the fullness of my power, knowing all along that I will have to give it back, or let it go, or whatever turn of phrase fits best."Update: Oliver Shroer's friend and Camino companion Peter Coffman left a wonderful comment yesterday, and his photography is the perfect complement to the music and stories. Here are his amazing galleries of his friend and the Camino experience.