Since I think most of us need to remember the things that make us happy as frequently as possible, I thought I’d dedicate today’s post to my happy place. I have a couple of places scattered around the world which have earned the title ‘happy place’ for me, but this one really stands out to me for a few good reasons.
The place I’m writing about is an abandoned Ancient Greek theatre found somewhere in Europe. I’d like to keep the exact location of the theatre secret in order to preserve some of its magic. The theatre is quite far off the beaten tourist track, and not that easy to find. I first visited it when I was traveling with friends last November.
It’s hard to describe the feeling experienced when you find your “happy place”, but for me it’s an intense feeling of being somewhere you belong, even if you’re visiting the place for the very first time in your life. I won’t attempt to give any intricate architectural description of the place as I’m certainly not qualified to do it. Essentially, it’s your typical ancient Greek theatre: a semi-circle of stone steps/benches descending to a stage at the bottom with a tall wall rising behind it which used to serve as the backdrop to the events that were taking place on stage. The theatre is still in a pretty good condition although it doesn’t look like it’s in use nowadays. However, the crumbling stone really enhances it’s charm for me.
As soon as we arrived to this magical place and I looked around, I immediately felt happy and at peace. I think for me this feeling had a lot to do with the fact that stage acting is my great passion. There I stood in a place where theatre was being created for at least a few thousand years before I was even born. I imagined those first actors, very different in their culture and their understanding of the world, yet still deeply human. I’m sure those first actors knew something about stage fright, too, even if they were allowed to hide behind their masks, which portrayed the characters’ emotions, even described their genders to the remote spectators. I felt like now I was also becoming part of that history, the history of portraying raw human emotion, people’s happiness and their struggles, their romances and their tragedies to the spectators who were lead to experience catharsis – “a purification or purgation [primarily through art] that brings about spiritual renewal or release from tension”.
Tell me about your happy place if you have one!