At the same time that I feel a bit stifled and antsy by living on such a remote kibbutz, I feel for the first time in a long time that I can be completely free here. Though my cuticles are an absolute mess in anticipation of the future, I actually feel calm and confident. When I feel like singing, I sing. When I am frustrated I say so. When I have something to say no matter how silly it is, I have - for the first time since I can remember - no problems saying what I need to. It is an emancipating feeling. This is one of the reasons why I don't want to go back home. Some of the others being that Israelis are wonderful people, this country is beautiful, the food is so fresh and I feel like I am living the life I should live. I feel healthier here than I have anywhere else!
That all being said, I do miss New York and if a job opportunity does not arise in Israel, I am excited to get back and start my life there again. I have so many plans for myself that I am so looking forward to that it is hard not to be animated! If I go back to the city however, I know my chaotic lifestyle will resume. I can only hope that I will be able to maintain some semblance of my lifestyle here on the kibbutz.
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| This is the dress I made out of plastic bags for Purim! |
Anyhow, as for this weeks happenings… Two weeks ago was an absolute killer and I feel like I spent most of this week trying to recover from it. At this point, I am pretty confident that I am a walking zombie. I am totally sleep deprived and my body is about maxed out, but I am still happy as a clam. Yesterday evening, after a full day of classes, I went to my bi-weekly and semi private pilates lesson in the fabulous bomb shelter called “Studio Randy.” Due to the fact that we were the last clients of the day, she kept us on the machines for 2 hours. It was exhausting and I was trembling from head to toe, yet it was an exhilarating way to end the day. At the end of our lesson, she told us she wanted to open up a special class for us this weekend for yoga/personal training so that when we leave, we can have some tricks up our sleeves. This class – which she told us would take 2 hours – will take place on Saturday and will be back to back with my hour-long pilates reformer lesson. When I informed her of this and asked her if I could move the reformer lesson, she insisted that I stay in that time slot and that not only would it be really good for me, but she’d also take care of me. For whatever reason – perhaps because it was 9 in the evening and I hadn’t had dinner yet/ I wanted to leave – I agreed to leave everything the way it was. So I am going to have 3 hours of intense fitness training on Saturday before a full day of dancing on Sunday. Huzzah! I am going to be the Hulk - I know it. Just wait until I come back looking like a body builder!
It seems like bombings in the South of Israel have stopped this week. I am thankful for that, for we are taking a 3-day trip to the South starting Wednesday. It looks like we’ll have a one day workshop with a dance company down there followed by some camel riding, Dead Sea floating and desert hiking. It will be really nice to get away from the Kibbutz for a bit and do something else. Then we get back to the kibbutz in time to rest for a day before the second of the KCDC auditions (the rumors and anticipation are killing me…). Then it’s back to the grindstone. Did I mention that we have quite a few performances coming up in the near future? The first one is on May 2nd and is part of a Holocaust memorial ceremony. Apparently we are going to perform a section from the piece Aide Memoir which will take place on a multi-leveled stage. Because the stage is so large and complex, we are going to begin rehearsing for it on the tennis courts outside…The next few are spattered throughout May and June. I think at this point we have about 10 before we leave if not more. Tre cool…
Okay, all! I am off to the studio to work on more choreography and then soak up more of the sun! Sending my love to all!
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