Rising Stars-Tribe From a Fabled Land

Monday, March 17, Day 2 Mumbai

Again I awaken early, even earlier than yesterday. It’s Sunday in California, and my other dance troupe the Rising Stars are scheduled to perform at Rakkasah at 4pm. They must all be in the dressing room putting on their costumes and makeup. Again, I try to train my psychic eye on them and make sure everything is all together and nerves are not getting the best of anyone. But they have been fine without me. I entrusted them to Athena. Reports from everyone has been that I couldn’t have chosen a better coach to ready them for this debut show. So, I remind myself to stay out of their way and just wish them well. I sent this letter to them a couple of days ago:

Hi Rising Stars

So I'm floating through the most serene seascape, watching the clouds drift one into the other.Feels heavenly. We're passing by Sri Lanka and rounding the tip of India on our way to Mumbai (used to be Bombay), where most of the Bollywood movies are made.

I get on the internet and see there's a message: dress rehearsal pics sent by Teresa. I click on the attachment and the photo is slowly revealed, starting from the top. Oh! I like their headdresses. Then the eyes, nose and mouth. Wow! I love the makeup; they sure clean up well. I examine the decorations they put on their bras and how the necklaces really enhance their beautiful faces. I wait to see how the bracelets and belts pull the whole look together. Now the whole photo is visible. What, I think, have they done with my students? This looks like a tribe of mysterious young maidens from a fabled land of exotic beauties.

Richard says, "They look amazing, don't you feel proud?"
I say, "I feel like I passed over to the other side and am looking through a window at my previous life, which is still going on without me." Odd feeling, but satisfying. My vision continues without me and will go out into the world this weekend on the wings of these high spirited nymphs. I wish that they have a most wonderful time bringing their beauty and joy to the world.
Love,
Sherry