Tonight was amazing. We attended the performance of "Choreography". The whole performance was students only. The "Choreography" team - the class put on the most beautiful show. It was all students. Every bit, every inch, every piece belonged to the students. It showed me that our world as we know it is going to be extraordinary! The creativity, the imagination was magnificent. Bodies living as vowels, as consonants. Taking a song, and making it belong. Yes, that rhymed. It is all in sync. Watching, becoming a song was mind boggling. These students took these songs and made them come to life. My favorite was "consonants, vowels". I relived it. How "songs" reflect a body. A being. Merging into one. Breathtaking.
Of course, my mind wandered to Dan. He does the same, not the choreography, but the song itself. Making a song come alive.
It took away the darkness from yesterday. Bringing it to a much more peaceful, soothing place. Understanding history. Mysteries of yesterday enlightened. Every insight, every hidden truth, oh my, it is good to be alive. Create the world you desire. For me, it is a world of peace. A world of beauty, a world of truth, a world of wonder. Be who you are. Be who you imagine yourself to be.
About Me
- Holly Stephenson Ceragioli
- Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…
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