Last night I noticed on Facebook that a pair of musician friends were part of a live streamed concert of some wonderful chamber music: Brahms, Schubert, etc. It happened to be a good time for me to click in and enjoy the concert and see my friends in performance and so I did.
At intermission the director of the concert series came out to speak to the audience. I didn't have to listen to what he said, but I got a lump in my throat seeing it. I'm sure he thanked everyone for being there and thanked the musicians. He likely asked for financial support. He might have encouraged people to come again and bring friends. Probably only a few would thank him (though likely the musicians would) for his work in organizing, promoting, finding the funding and attending to all of the details to make a meaningful evening for everyone.
The work of that director is what I did for many years and I loved every second of it. There was nothing like preparing the stage (literally and figuratively) for artists to come and provide an hour or two of a different world view that could have the possibility of intensifying our own life experience. I loved providing a space for artists to do their work and inviting the audience to witness to it.
I'm at peace with the decision to leave the arts world, but that doesn't mean I don't miss it and my role in that field. I don't know if there will be a substitute in my future for this kind of work...there may or may not be. I am certain that there will be a different sort of satisfaction in my new work and I am confident that there is room in a life for all of this.
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