Le Sacre du Printemps was created in 1910, 113 years ago. We are between 63 and 81 years old. We no longer avoid things. We are asking ourselves how we can (re)find the Rite of Spring. How far away can we move from the perpetrator and victim roles to dance our own ritual? Together and individually, we have made many sacrifices over time; we are also familiar with the role of a perpetrator. The dissonances as well as the harmonies and cycles of life have shaped us. But our today is just like that of you, of all of us.
We live! We laugh! We feel! We flirt just as we love. We care for each other, touching each other and letting each other fall. We hold on to each other to feel orientation and stability. We widen our eyes, we stick out tongues and bellies to experience ourselves and our surroundings more intensely. We argue about memory gaps because we all want to remember. And shame has finally left us. Possibly these are the moments in life that define our age. Life is a moving threshold, let our bodies dance on it! Another Rite of Spring.
