This weekend, we marked the lovely Michele’s birthday and since the Andersen family firmly believes in the adage that “more is better”, we added an early celebration of the birthdays of her equally charming children, Jason and Scott. After a not entirely nutritious dinner, we saw Cavalia. Supposedly, in a nutshell, Cavalia is a show exploring the evolution of the human-horse relationship.
But really, those books that talk about parallel universes? All true. We spent Saturday evening entranced and transfixed. Right before us, the veil between the worlds parted and we were transported to a mystical realm of spirits, magic, unspoken communication between beautiful not-quite people and even more beautiful not-quite horses. During your visit to this world, you become convinced that they have all tapped into something deeper, a connection to one another that is unrealised in our reality. Each moment is marked by gentleness, respect and deep love. It is dream-like, haunting, funny, breathtaking and unforgettable. By the end, your soul is wide open and filled with the beauty of it all.
The horses. Oh, the horses. Grace and strength personified. Shiny coats, flowing manes and tails. Some so white it seems as if all other whites are slightly grimy. The play of the muscles as they run free, unbridled, playing. I would pay money to be allowed to muck out the stables. Anything to get to live with those horses.
p.s. please excuse the messy look of things, while I figure out how to use BloggerBot. As Blogger apparently no longer allows you to posts pics through email. $%#!