The cinema was dark, hushed and cool. Fortunately, I thought to bring my work bag pashmina and as I draped it about my shoulders, I nestled in with a weary sigh to watch the screen. Not exactly a romantic ballet, Ivan the Terrible was exquisitely danced with the enduring magic I was longing for. The choreography was a mosaic of complexities in perfect harmony with the music. The arabesques and pirouettes were stylized...precise, but also bewitching and graceful. The story was interpreted beautifully - it was deliciously brooding but not at all depressing and I soon became lost and swept away for two blissful hours.
I am incredibly busy right now. This past week I hosted an open house at my new job. Part of my role is ambassadress of my boss' brand. It was a great success but required lots of fancy footwork and coordination as well. And connections, including the mayor's office and the newspapers. In a way, I cut my teeth because I haven't entertained in a big way for a very long time. Now I am off to orchestrate a bridal shower for my daughter and of course the penultimate party of all - her wedding in July. My calendar is filled with appointments, calls to make, and errands - so many errands. Every time I cross something off my list, 3 more tasks magically appear. It has been happily challenging...and stressful.
Still, in the midst of all the joyous chaos to come, I will don an air of quiet grace and understated elegance, and my intention is to perfect a flawless arabesque of my own.