Wasn’t the opening ceremony of the London 2012 Olympics stunning?
I loved what Danny Boyle conceived and realized. Particularly, I loved that peace got not one, but two mentions.
One was evidenced by the photograph above.
The other was created to seem like human replicas of the original peace doves which were released at the first Olympiad.
I oohed and aahed along with the 65,000 others and the one billion television viewers at the be-lighted, be-winged performers as they entered on bicycles.
And when the first lone soloist took off for the cosmos, I cried.
Pageantry aside, the heartening truth of the matter is that peace itself as doves, as aspiration, as part of history was a part of the thirtieth Olympiad just as it ought to have been.
Great good luck to all the athletes!
Peace on.
By Susan Corso | For spiritual nourishment, please visit www.susancorso.com
