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Insights, reflections and creative imaginings for our awakening world

Musings after watching a fantastic play for the third time


The stars are blue tonight, twinkling up there in the sky, breaking my heart again. Life is so wonderful and terrible, so wild and outrageous, what audacity to think that we can ever really contain it or hold more than a minute fractal of its vast mystery, its utter beauty, its incomprehensible greatness.

I regard the theatre as the greatest of all art forms, the most immediate way in which a human being can share with another the sense of what it is to be a human being.” Oscar Wilde

“The color, the grace and levitation, the structural pattern in motion, the quick interplay of live beings, suspended like fitful lightning in a cloud, these things are the play, not words on paper, nor thoughts and ideas of an author.”  Tennessee Williams

We are so much more than we know or can even imagine. A few of us have the strange ability to show us to ourselves, in all our complexities and absurdity. They are the artists, the musicians, the jesters, the actors. They dream our dreams out loud for the rest of us who cannot dare, cannot allow ourselves to feel life’s truly insane pleasures. We see the truth of our absurdity and nobility, our creative flow, our daring and our lowly fears through these brave souls, the ones whose assignment is to show us ourselves. We are indebted to them for their courage and willingness to be the ones to do it, to get up on the stage and inhabit the characters whom we all are, to paint our insides, to sing and play and make the music of our hearts, to let our souls dance. Entertain us, we cry! We want to be entertained, we are insatiable for enjoyment, catharsis, wisdom, satire, drama and truth disguised as theatre and art. Lead us. Yes, astray, but ultimately back to our essence, our true God-essential selves. We need to laugh, we are desperate to cry. Save us! Save us by your grace, your foolery, your daring, your high-stepping, far-flung, dressed-to-the-nines flamboyance. Let us relax while you do the work for us, and show us how it is done. What was it my dear friend said tonight? “It is so delightful to watch such excellence.” I agree, so delightful, beautiful, superlative; so completely, ridiculously, ludicrously excellent!! Over the top, out of the ballpark, a perfect 10, top drawer! I say, that performance was simply top drawer. Astounding. Give that woman a film contract, sign her immediately! You will not regret it. What we have here, gentlemen, is a real live genius, a woman of such caliber and quality such as one rarely finds in this sorry world.

In a world full of the mundane, the halfway, half-hearted, half-baked, of ordinariness and such boredom born of a lack of real imagination, this super-talented young lady comes breezing in like so much west wind on an autumn day, creating space, blowing the cobwebs out of the mind, the dust off the shelves, the staleness from the air. Some walk into a room and barely create a slight draft. Others are a whirlwind. They are the ones we want, the ones we crave and buzz around like honeybees to the hive. Our lives by themselves are so pedestrian, dull, everyday boring, but then she arrives, and in a moment, everything changes. We may be often, even usually asleep, but when magic comes and touches us, in a moment we are transformed. It takes so little to awaken, all we need is an angel or fairy or other magic creature to give us a shake, a pat, or a sprinkling of magic fairy dust and suddenly, poof! As in the fairy tale, we awaken, are saved, redeemed. One kiss from the prince or princess, and our own magic abilities are released. Our diamonds mysteriously shine again, uncovered from the ashes of mediocrity. Everyone knows what greatness is when they see it. It is unmistakable, as clear as the sun in a cloudless sky. It touches all who come near to it with grace.

When you come into the theater, you have to be willing to say, “We’re all here to undergo a communion, to find out what the hell is going on in this world.”If you’re not willing to say that, what you get is entertainment instead of art, and poor entertainment at that.” David Mamet

From the start it has been the theatre’s business to entertain people … it needs no other passport than fun.” Bertolt Brecht

Let me be completely honest, dear Readers. We may all carry the potential for greatness of one sort or another, but few actually achieve it in their lives, and fewer still in such an outward way so that all who meet them are touched by it. It is the rare individual who can shine their diamond-bright light strongly enough that it mimics the sun’s golden or the full moon’s silvery brightness, beauty and brilliance to such a large degree. On the fortunate occasion that we do witness this genius, may we be humbled and grateful, not only to the one delivering the goods so masterfully, but also to the director behind the scenes of life’s great unfolding story, the giver of all gifts. In this way, the theatre of our lives can and will continue, with all of the emotion, intelligence and skill we can muster. We learn from the master performers how it is to be done, and then all the rest of us can do is to simply imitate, learn from them, and practice. With any luck, all of us will, sooner or later, be able to smile happily and take a bow. Bravo! Great performance, say the company of heaven as we pass through the pearly gates. “Thanks for the art, it was so engrossing. What’s that? No, no need for a repeat performance, there are so many new plays waiting for you, which have yet to be performed.”


Author: SingingBones

When we sing over the bones, we are calling the wild nature, the instinctive soul back, singing it alive again. To live with our wildness intact, is the greatest gift a woman can give herself. "It is the holy poetry and singing we are after." C.P. Estes

4 thoughts on “Musings after watching a fantastic play for the third time

  1. Yet, so many of those twinkling lights shine brightly on stage but struggle off stage. Great talent/genius can often be very isolating.


    • this is very true, it is of course the great artist’s dilemma. I think it is because one has to embrace the very darkest depths of one’s soul in order to find genius as an actor or artist… and this darkness frightens other people who don’t understand it. Oh if more of us were willing to be with this aspect of ourselves and not shy away from it! We need the shadow, and crave understanding its power, yet paradoxically are very fearful of it also/ it is one of the great works of our age, to embrace all the various parts of ourselves and learn how to love them all. thanks for reading and commenting, Lea! SB


  2. Now THAT was some brilliant, passionate, artful writing, my dear friend! You have exactly the gift that you were celebrating in this piece, just in a different form. So, I want to encourage you to let it RIP like this in your blog from now on, no holds barred!(smile)


    • Thank you, Dr. Banner… inspiration is not the kind of commodity which can be simply opened and prepared like a cup of coffee, unfortunately…. but i will do my best to feed my soul in ways that nurture it…. like seeing other brilliant human beings doing amazing and inspiring things. Thanks for the encouragment, my friend.


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