40 Dei - Weekend

So another weekend of misery! Even the bush walks we do every weekend are full of long private silences interspersed with soul searching…why has it gone wrong..has it gone wrong? Pathetic. Only really at home when we go to the theatre where Beru and a few helpers are working to get the theatre ready. Actually there was a beautiful moment on the Sunday walk. We passed a banyan mid morning and a cloud of flying fox, at least a 100, flew above us before settling back down in the tree, hanging upside down. And there was the BBC radio doco from Liberia about peace building which had the most awful account of a massacre in a church told by a survivor which helped put our little play issues in perspective. The effect of this is short lived; for better or worse our reality is this theatre group in Vanuatu; no, the thought of the play being a disaster is not a big deal but in our little world it is! We long for the Monday, for the chance to know if it can come back. Run over my notes and have ideas for making two scenes much more intense and passionate. Why has this not struck me before?