I love electro music that you can listen to while driving by night, like Kavinsky's Night Call, but Chopin's Nocturnes remains my go-to background music whenever I need to meditate alone under the moon.
It never fails to make me fall into a deep slumber, in-between abysmal thinking, nostalgia, and lucid dreaming. There is something magic about it I cannot quite put into words, and I think that's the mark of great music.
During the month I spent in Warsaw, where Chopin grew up, I would listen to his Nocturnes almost every night. I also spent two Saturday afternoons under his monument in the Royal Baths Park, listening to virtuosos playing titles of his repertoires, free of charge, as is customary in Warsaw during Summer. Chopin summer concerts, they call it.
Strangely, the rest of Chopin's work doesn't move me as much. A nocturne is a genre of its own, after all.
Erik Satie is another composer I admire, and whose work I discovered thanks to Chopin and Youtube's algorithm. Whenever I'm tired of Chopin, I listen to either Satie or René Aubry.
Serenity, that's probably the name of the magic these composers excel at.