I had the pleasure of witnessing this chinese dance a couple of months ago, at a Chinese New Year’s Celebration..
To be exact, it was January 15th, 2012, which for them apparently, was the day to celebrate the beginning
of 2012. Almost a year later it came to mind, while I was walking by myself, leasurely strolling on a Sunday’s
afternoon in Miami Beach.
I’m a fisonomist, in the sense that I like to observe people’s faces and expressions, when they are going about
their business. Happy faces, distracted eyes, worried foreheads; I’ve seen it all. And so, Bian Lian…
( Face Changing) came to the picture.
Bian Lian is a Chinese Tradition where masked men dressed in costume garments, dance to the tune of Chinese
Opera. All of a sudden in front of your eyes; their face mask changes, it could be after nodding their head,
or after moving their fan in front of their face. All you can think of, is how do they do this?
And so, I drew the analogy in my head… We are in our daily life, the Bian Lian people…
Our face, our expressions, our all. We dance to the tune of our heart, to the music of our soul,
under the direction of our mind.
I’ll keep performing in my life’s play, while I remain a fervient practicioner of the art of people’s watching.
All of that, plus my detailed eye for catching what’s hidden, what is out there to be discovered, understood,
and aprreciated will keep my musings busy, my wonder alive, and my heart beating…
My face changes one again, and right at this moment, my face’s mask is a smile, where more than 100
face muscles were used. And they still say a smile is not powerful ?
A smile is the beginning of love, said Mother Theresa. Yes, it is.
I choose to smile, even when sad. Because I know sadness is momentary, but the hope I put forth is not.
Yours truly, a Bian Lian Dancer…. 🙂