Returning To The Metropolitan Opera

My goal in life certainly is not fame nor recognition in the eyes of the other, although it is foreseeable that from the talents I have been given, fame could come easily -- this is certainly not the focus. (I stress this is an endowment, not a personal achievement that could be credited to me). However, what is most important is living one’s life at the top or above the threshold of what was made available to a person by their Creator; I often ask myself whether we have a duty to use these talents for the benefit of others. For some time I have thought the answer was no, but I am no longer so sure.

The passionate quality of life and woman I believe would come from living a life such as I saw last night in the Phantom of the Opera and in my childhood experiences at the MET could only come when someone is living a life that encompasses those activities that would create that kind of experience. I am doubting whether there is such a disconnect between the existence of a religious girl and the theater opera house experience, and I am starting to believe that the two can co-exist.

I have recalled the name of my former mentor from my opera days and I have looked her up online and to my surprise, she is still alive! Now, 18 years later, she is still holding auditions for the children’s chorus. I have written down her information, and it is my intent that when I return to the United States, I will at least call and explore the opportunities of being part of the adult cast at the Metropolitan Opera in New York City. I should think that my childhood connections could grant me access into this mysterious forgotten world from my childhood past of opera and music.