Monday, November 20, 2006

a rose by any other name would smell as sweet....

Ive attempted so many times to write about this ...but it doesn't always work. It worked in The beginning when it was still a concept .. then its was just a flyer, that we spread all over Cape Town.It Read; "The Living Story is expressed through art. Its about people seeing Breathing Life as Art".

You See it can be; that Life is a story, and we are the characters as well as the author.
And so it is must be our job as artists to express this story in the way we know best.It started with a meeting in Makhaza Khayelithsa were I encountered for the first time my extended family of Brothers and Sisters , soldiers in the world of preforming art; the Iqhude Youth Based Theatre company and Since Then we've done amazing things together;

And Now I find Myself at Rehearsals every Wednesday ;a dance Piece for the Premiere of the Western Cape with His Holiness Sri Sri Ravi Shankar along with The Philharmonic Orchestra and selling our Recent recorded CD of Songs and Poems created .... wow?

And it continues every day as we meet more characters and open new chapters together .....

its funny how after a while we stopped calling it "The Living Story"; Somehow When we stopped calling it anything everything started happening organically on its own , it became easier and we weren't doing it because it was something with a name ..but because we were doing it, it was . And The Story took a life of its own and we watched it as it weaved itself about us.

So prehaps the Living Story is a figment of my imagination, and thats all. Or maybe its a part of yours as well. Whatever.The Thing is its taking place, whether you know about it or not, whether you want to be a part of it, or not...

In fact its happening all over the world its just about whether you wish to acknowledge that your piece of the vision fits in with a bigger story much bigger then the small piece of vision that you have..And so you nourish your piece of vision while at the same time you become aware that this large story is a tale that will be told forward along the rivers of time . And you catch it every time you see it happening and pull threads together . And Beautiful Things Start to Happen

.....I will tell you more as we go . Theres a lot of exciting things that are happening with some beautiful creative people from Cape Town and Khayelitsha.

Posted by Lisa at Friday, November 17, 2006 0 comments

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

we are this
and my threads spun of skilk
dance liylic in the wind
truley like a sleeping cat on a flying carpet

from the gathering in stone henge,as the old wisdom of love
is bursting thru everyone
as warm smiles
i see we dance to the same rythems
and the same heart
full like a pot of ubulawu
bubbeling over

oh how beautiful
our living song

love rainbird