Wow. I am sorta speechless. Maybe from fatigue.
What a weekend.
Two very very very full days of hula performance at the Palace of Fine Arts in San Francisco.
Three shows, nine costume changes. Endless time backstage in a teeny dressing room with twenty hula sistahs.
It was amazing.
Very bonding. Very loving.
I was ready to quit hula right after this show, and now that thought has gone from my mind.
I’m feeling the hula love and I feel so privileged to have this in my life. The dancing, the halau (school), the people, the music.
Oh we were so blessed! Kupaoa, the band that plays for the real performance shows, came from Hawai’i to play for us. Dancing with them behind us was amazing. So inspiring. You can even listen to them online.
I took time to thank them and to tell them that their cover of “Bless the Broken Road” is the ringtone I hear when my sweetheart calls me. Made them smile.
What a blessed blessed blissful weekend.
I will post photos another time.
I’m tired and sore and unfortunately have to work and work hard today. And all week.
I will be in bed before midnight tonight. I promise this to myself.
I am grateful.