Old Age Day by Day September 18, 2011

We're going to the opera in an hour, our first one of the season.  It's a premiere, and didn't get good reviews, but I've learned that means little to me.  What I find about opera is it is so rich in resonance that I think about certain aspects for weeks or months or years afterwards.  I expect there will be something haunting for me with this one as well.  Everything is writ large with opera.  The passion, the tragedy, the absurdity are delightful reminders of our humanity, and our connectedness.  The music addresses the spiritual, the costumes and sets the art of living, the voices remind of us grace given to us, in small moments or big.  So, it's a beautiful day out, but I will be inside a large part of it, addressing these parts of myself that want tending and noticing.  Then back to dog walking.