The stage..

Today I am firstly very happy about a comment that was made to one of my post, this dear friend was reminding me that I should not be procrastinating, but feel a bit more responsible towards my little blog..and how it was said in the beginning, make it a collection of little treasures, found every day.  So now, feeling a bit ashamed for not being as diligent as I should have been, I am trying to make a compensation here :)

In the past days, there were quite a few things, which lifted my spirits. 

On Thursday, I went to theater with my friends.  We watched Shirley Valentine in a little underground room, not many of us could join the performance, therefore the atmosphere was rather special.  The play had one actress, she was telling us the story of this girl/lady, but it was not like a tale, rather, us the people watching got dropped into one of her everyday act, which in this case was: peeling potatoes.  She told us about her family, about her past, how she was before she got married, then how she changed during the years of her marriage..nonono...she rather realized that she changed in the years of her marriage, and started to think about why she feels like she lost herself, and became "used to" living with her husband.  She smilingly remembered how great and crazy it was when they were painting the walls together and then ended up putting yellow paint all over each other, and how much this joy and carefreeness is contradictory to the man who comes home, and gets angry if his supper is not ready when he enters the house.  How they became "flatmates" who are aware of what the other person wants, or dislikes, but how they lost the "deep connection" what they had, how slowly they became the prisoners of what I could describe as "routine" and how...like a slimy monster it digested their life.  So the lady decided to go to Greece, no matter if her husband will not like it, and there in Greece, there is a scene, which is a favourite of one of my friends.  The dream of this lady is that once she would like to drink wine in a country where grapes are grown (Shirley is from the UK) moreover she would like to have this glass of wine by the sea..so one afternoon she goes to his cute tavern and asks, if she could take that table and chair to the sea..the owner does not understand it, but then figures out that it is her dream..that could be fullfilled..so he lets here do that....Finally...after so many years, there she is..sitting by the sea, next to her table, watching the sunset...her dream came true! The dream she has been reliving day by day in herself...she imagined all possible feelings that are going to indulge in her...and yet...she did not expect this...she starts to cry...the completion of the dream at the end is not so overwhelming as she thought it would be...and she concludes: "dreams are not always where we think they are"  Hmmm...so then...maybe...my dream that I will be asked for my hand on Charles bridge, when the snow will be falling down gently....would not be how I would imagine it...maybe it is not a disaster that it will not happen...maybe I would just start to cry as well...but it is better like this...it is better to live through gorgeous moments unexpectedly, then knowing them in advance, preparing for them and so on, because then they lack the great spice of surprise..and if good things happen suddenly, unexpectedly, surprisingly, maybe...the fact hat we are not even ready for them guarantees that we will be giving ourselves, and our heart's desire in that very moment....

Shirley also mentioned, that many of us have so much potential in us...be somehow we manage to bury it within us...and therefore we forget about them, we get accustomed to the rush of the world, the usual deeds of every day, our errands, and we do not use out our potentials...talents if you like...at the end we look around and think...there are so many unused lives...and I can imagine that it is so easy to live like that, doing what we need to..but then do we want to?  Time to time (rather more often) we should also do, what we really want to..and not just what we need to...we should give in for our dreams as well...we should also have faith that we are capable of unique, miraculous things too..not only routine...at the end...we are not robots..but humans...capable of realizing beauty, capapble of creating machines, pieces of art, comformting friends and laughing...so there you go...we should always remember that we are a body with soul...with a breath from God in us.....

The performance was really enjoyable, and the actress received a great applause...I really look up to actors and actresses...They give in their whole heart into a role and they can really make show us how the given character could be feeling in that situation, they are able to bring our feelings to surface...indifference is certainly difficult to find in theater I would say..that is why I love theaters so much...those actors can make us sad, happy, angry, we feel with them, we cheer for them or even would like to help them.  A good actor is a real treasure and just like our actress, deserves applause..When the play finished, she came back and we just kept on clapping..we could see the light shining in her eyes..she gave us a great gift, she made us laugh, she made us think, and she did it with so much enthusiasm...congratulations!