Last night, my roommate Christy and I went to the Teatro de la Maestranza, a famous modern theater here in Sevilla, to see the English National Ballet’s production of Cinderella. I have a list of things I need to do before leaving Sevilla, and one of the things on the list is to see something in the Teatro de la Maestranza. Christy and I noticed signs for the ballet on the street during Semana Santa, and after Christy told me that we could get tickets for only 26 euro, we decided to go for it. I am so glad that we did. Amazing. The music, by Russian composer Sergei Prokofiev, was beautiful beyond words. The grace with which the dancers moved seemed contagious, as if I gained grace and peace simply by watching them.
Pablo Picasso said, “Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life,” and it is so true. This has been a crazy week for me with projects due and a big exam yesterday. I have been trying to get things sorted out for next year at Point Loma, mainly housing and class registration. Without wasting your time with too many of the details of my problems with scheduling classes for next year, I will simply say that it has been a mess and so have I. I have been emailing just about every professor in my department trying to get things worked out, and yesterday I received an email that eliminated an option I had been counting on. I was crushed and at the end of my rope. Seeing the ballet after all of the stress and emotional exhaustion of this week was tangibly refreshing, even cleansing. And this weekend I am going to Madrid with my Art class to see some museums, so I am looking forward to a weekend of art.
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