The television has been on for the last 10 days at our house. We love watching the Olympics--winter or summer. For me, the mix of sport mastery, world class competition and young men and women achieving their goals is inspirational. I've always been teary-eyed when the Canadian flag is raised at a medalling ceremony, and this year is no exception.
More than ever, music seems to have accompanied this two week odyssey, or maybe I'm paying more attention. The line up of Canadian musicians at the opening ceremony seemed like I was at the Junos. K.D. Lang's version of Alleluia was mystical and magical. The energy of the celtic fiddlers was contagious and Measha's presence brought a richness and feeling of completeness to the intersection of the art of sport and music at this global celebration.
Copyright 2010, Bev Foster
While the whole world has felt the tragic losses of several families throughout the Olympics, none has touched me more deeply than Therese Rochette's sudden death. That may be because I'm a skating mom but I found the most touching testimonial to the power of music in an article I read about Joanie and Therese from CBC's Vancouver Now. A certain 1948 Edith Piaf song sustained Therese as a young woman through her own tragic loss. And years later, the same song resonates comfort and courage for Joanie as she faces unforseen and unimaginable circumstances in her Olympic journey. Click this link for the full article: http://www.cbc.ca/olympics/figureskating/story/2010/02/21/spo-thereserochette.html
Copyright 2010, Bev Foster
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