I can honestly say that were it not for all the information we have available about Wolfgang Mozart, and, most particularly, his own letters, I doubt that I would be here today. It is said that those who do not learn from the past are condemned to repeat it. In my case, it seemed as though nothing made sense in my life until I looked at it from the perspective of Wolf and what had happened to him. I vowed that I would not repeat his mistakes.
Hindsight is perfect, and, when I began to research Wolf’s life in depth, some time ago, I discovered early-on, as had just about everyone else, that Wolf made a lot of mistakes. He was considered arrogant and selfish. He was often politically-incorrect. He was obnoxious. He enjoyed making others squirm as he exercised his superior musical powers, correcting their mistakes and chiding them for their superficiality. Wolf was always engaged in life — he composed non-stop, working even while he was appearing to be relaxing. He was a veritable dynamo of composition, and yet, his fame and masterpieces hardly gave him the success and quality of life that he anticipated. Why was that, I wondered? Had he been outside of Gd’s will for him in some way? I made it a point of asking Gd’s blessing over all my endeavors, and not moving forward unless it felt right.
To some, Mozart met with a just, fair, and timely death. He was, after all, not a child, and had written a great number of works, so why make a big deal out of the fact that he died at (almost) age 36? To others, he had been mistreated during his life and his death came far too early as a result. The Word tells us that Gd wants us to be healthy and live a long life. I decided to claim my health and refuse to consider other influences.
Wolf was born a Catholic — this alone was neither a good nor a bad thing, but it seemed to make him careless about all-things-religious, assuming that the church held everything he needed to know, and then, pretty much, dismissing it. At that time, Catholics were not encouraged to read the Bible — and I doubt that he did. Had he dug into the Word, I do think his life would have been quite different. I make daily Bible study and meditation a priority, doing that first thing in the morning.
Wolf was also a family man — he relied on his birth family to care for him and protect him — and I don’t think that was the case. As a result of the handling of Wolf’s genius, the family was pretty much torn apart. Wolf’s mother died tragically in Paris, and his father blamed him. His sister refused to share their father’s estate with him. There were a lot of bitter feelings underneath all the flattering words of their letters. Again, Wolf could have found guidance in the words of Jesus, who insisted that we must put Him before family in all circumstances. I have done my best to put Gd first in all my relationships, even though doing so has caused considerable tumult at times in my family.
Then, Wolf became a Mason. This was a very bad choice, though, at the time, it probably seemed pragmatic and intriguing. Those whom he anticipated would reach out to help him there with financial support and opportunities did not, and he found himself in serious debt to one of their members. Wolf did not seem to realize, nor was he told, that he had a gift different from those of his musical colleagues — a gift of the Holy Spirit, that could only be used correctly by putting Gd first at all times. Masonry is an idol, and perhaps a dead-end for Wolf. I decided to steer clear of anything having to do with the occult, even seemingly ‘harmless’ things, such as astrology as tarot.
And so I plod along, on not an easy road, but a road made more simple by taking to heart Wolf’s mistakes. I am so grateful to him…:-)
*M4B=Mozart for Believers