… so I’m posting it here too. Because.
I’m a jumble of emotions at the moment. Having played Mozart’s Marriage of Figaro I’m just overjoyed by the wonder of all that is Mozart. What an honor to get to play the oboe solos in that work and I hope I come close to doing them justice. (What would Mozart think, I wonder?!) What a DELIGHT to hear my fantastic colleagues play so beautifully and hear the marvel that is the human voice up on stage!
Meanwhile the horrors of recent events around the world cause me great sorrow. We have such a broken world. It’s not only Paris. We focus on that because so many have a love for the city (a place I hope to visit sometime, as I’ve never been), but there are so many attacks in so many places and it is heart breaking. (I made the mistake (?) of looking up “terrorist bombings in 2015 and it was horrifying). Broken, broken, broken world.
And then reading some posts here causes me discomfort as well. The hatred of refugees troubles me greatly. The fear of those who aren’t like us because of something like skin color or religion or so many other things does the same.The mocking and the harsh words (some aimed at my own faith — I don’t expect people to agree with me, but must you mock so loudly, I wonder?) are tough for me to take — I’m wimpy that way. I do a lot of the “hide this post” thing these days, but I will soon be deleting “friends” who are so harsh I simply can’t handle it any longer. (I put “friends” in quotes because most aren’t people I’ve even met in real life!)
Still, I know I’m guilty in the mocking as well. I’m harsh and I’m judgmental, I get bad cases of the uglies” in my behavior and I do so much of what I do for the wrong reasons. So I apologize for that.
It’s such a mix of highs and lows. But still I see beauty and I will, i think, continue to post my goodnight flower, even while I wonder about the “why of it all”. Am I doing this for my ego? Probably. I think we do nearly everything for our egos. But then again, maybe that’s just me being a negative Nellie.
In any case, goodnight dear world. Keep turning. Or don’t. You choose.
Goodness, that was a true pattyramble™, wasn’t it?! Haven’t done one of those in a while! NO comments necessary, please. This is just an explanation of where I’m at at the moment.
Rose against Black, 3.3.15