I Was Working, Naturally
by Ruth Ann Harnisch on 05/09/10 at 4:01 pm
Day 126
This is/isn’t working. I am/am not working. Even though I gave myself six months notice before beginning the sabbatical, I had a number of commitments and pre-paid activities that I thought I could enjoy without working.
I have broken every streak of behaviors/habits/rituals that I began at the first of the year. Some I’ve resumed, some I haven’t. People say often, “I thought you were supposed to be on sabbatical,” as if what I’m doing looks like I’m working.
Take the Naturally 7 concert in Freeport on May 1.
It was a major philanthropic investment for the Harnisch Foundation. It’s been in the works for over a year. I didn’t think there’d be much actual work required on my part during the sabbatical, but I certainly planned to show up for the concert and the master class for students taught by the group on the next day.
Members of the Grand Bahama Performing Arts Society know that I was hands-on in shepherding that investment, and I made sure that the philanthropic purposes of the grant were fulfilled. It was work, but it wasn’t work to the degree that I would ordinarily throw myself into a project like that.
That was non-work work.
And even though I will admit that it’s work, it was so much fun! I had the thrill of seeing them live when Naturally 7 performed at TED. I expected to enjoy their music. What surprised me was the experience of being transported and entranced for nearly an hour at a stretch by the power of a performance.
In this life of multitasking and speedsurfing with the remote, I’m out of the habit of sitting in an auditorium experiencing a concert. I used to go to lots of live performances in decades past. Heck, my first husband was a professional musician and listening to live music was just another day at the office for both of us. It wasn’t unusual to see five or more live performances a week – sometimes five or more major freaking headliners.
But that was another life. In this one, I found myself in the unusual position of being mesmerized for long stretches of time, as Naturally 7 ensnared me in a theatrical spell. OK, I noticed when the music and the message underscored some of the reasons we brought Naturally 7 to Grand Bahama, mentally checking off little boxes on the grant report. But largely my consciousness simply floated off on a cloud of sound.
I now add ”distracting entertainment” to the list of things I’m doing for myself this year. I have allowed myself to get so busy that it’s been a long time since I made it a point to go to a concert or play and be entertained in a way that takes me out of my head and resonates in my heart.
It’s indescribably enjoyable to lose one’s self in a virtuoso performance. Ooooh, I have a long list of memorable ones. (Please feel free to share a time that being in the audience was a transporting experience for you. I’m curious about the range of favorites among those of you who are in this little community of readers.)




9 Comments
Andrew Cameron
May 9th, 2010
My parents retired a few years ago, now I hardly hear from them. They are really enjoying not working/working. It is hard to walk away …. when you are passionate about what you do.
Andrew Cameron
rosemary
May 9th, 2010
Funny, I always say, “I don’t WANT to be entertained,” as in, placed before a spectacle “trying” to make me amused, or fascinated, or whatever. I want to be transported. And so often I am. To list the # of spectacles that have transported me would be to write a short book. Recently: Mahler’s 5th at the NYP; Anna Deveare Smith; the film “The Secret in Their Eyes; the art collection at the Peggy Guggenheim Museum on the Grand Canal in Venice.
Michael Markiewicz
May 9th, 2010
I would have to write a very large book to describe the many times I have been “transported” as a member of an audience. These experiences take the form of theatre, movies, music concerts,and so forth. I always know I’ve been transported when my heart ends up in my throat during the performance, and I have tears in my eyes, whether from heavy emotion or real laughter. What critics write or say means very little to me, as how a theatrical, musical or film performance has touched me is what matters.
Andrea J. Lee
May 11th, 2010
Tops of my list:
Kodo – the Japanese drummers in concert, in Ottawa, approx. 2004.
Linda Just
May 12th, 2010
What talent…reminds me of the Manhattan Transfer from our era…where are they now? They're voices blend so perfectly. Remember chorus?
Ruth Ann Harnisch
May 12th, 2010
Do I ever. I can still sing my part from the Hallelujah Chorus.
Linda Just
May 12th, 2010
Save it. Nancy will want us to sing for her!
Carol L Santora
May 13th, 2010
LOL That would be reason alone to be in Sarasota in October!!! Ruth, you are relishing life, and not knowing your schedule before, I am happy to know the Sabbatical is working for you.
Linda Just
May 14th, 2010
Sarasota is gonna be soooo much fun! You betcha…! Ha
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