Cape Town 2012: The Time Between

What happened to the weeks between 9th April when Tony was here and today - May 15th? Well, I'll tell you - two weeks of whirlwind and wonderful socialising, reconnecting with so many wonderful friends, and then Tony left for Johannesburg where he spent a fabulous weekend with his brother and family.

I then embarked on Term II and literally hit the ground running - or whirling and twirling and swirling might be a more apt description. And now we are in full swing, rehearsing for this exciting 100 years of Eurythmy celebration. The days pass by in a whirl of forms and tones, and the tension is palpable.We have a vast body of work to cover and everyone is really committed.

Working at this level - real performance Eurythmy with a group of 'professionals' is such a deeply nourishing experience. And working on a complete concerto: Dvoraks' Cello Concerto adapted for Piano, Cello and Flute, with live musicians, and covering three progressive movements which have a truly transformative quality is such a gift. I could not have come to do this work at a more opportune and rewarding time. Obviously the work that I do towards the celebration counts for my BA assessments; what a way to get the degree!

I have difficulty contemplating my return home whilst being simultaneously immensely excited. I feel these bubbles fizzing around the solar plexus when I imagine myself boarding my homeward bound flight, but there are all kinds of conflicting feelings that circulate around in the same region. So I am just doing one day at a time...

I have, in the meantime, been to the opera La Boheme - a unique experience being part of a 90% white audience on their feet, standing ovation, cheering and shrieking their appreication for an entirely black cast of opera singers. Amazing. I have been to the theatre where I laughed from the beginning to the end of the play at one of Cape Town's premier comedy actors, I have dined with friends whose stories I have been priveleged to share and whose life journeys now mingle with mine and others in my somewhat saturated memory; I have journeyed to the Stanford Valley where I climbed a mountain covered in Fynbos (plants such as proteas that are unique and indiginous to the Cape which has its own Floral Kingdom) and looked out over magnificent mountains, lakes and forests; I have assisted in the planning and execution of two vegetable gardens for friends; I have enjoyed a wonderfully mild Autumn; I have walked the Kirstenbosch Botanical Gardens in a maze-like pattern, marvelling at previously known and loved botanicals; I have been up Table Mountain - no adjectives here - you just have to experience the power of this place for yourself; I have connected to all manner of people and places.
So - some images:

The View over Camps Bay from the top of Table Mountain