Stage Lighting

A week ago my childhood friend Ravi said:  "It's time to start.  Stand here."

And so I settled into the music that wrapped me, I danced with ghosts in that space.  A review came out today in the Toronto Quarterly.

http://thetorontoquarterly.blogspot.com/2010/12/julie-kirkpatricks-camino-letters-in.html

I am amazed at what the performance appears to have looked like from the front row.  That is because I have no images, no visuals, no internal spatial sense to match to my experience of speaking those words from that stage.  That is not how my brain works - I can really only understand those sorts of things by their reflection.  Strange isn't it?  It means that I find it very hard to take direction or understand where I am to stand in relation to others....

Good thing Ravi was there.  He's known me since I was about 5.