In the midst of our revelries, when our spirits were at their zenith, we gathered at Le Petite Theatre to see Blithe Spirit. Le Petite Theatre has been operating since 1916 and is one of ‘the nation’s longest running community theatres.’ The Theatre is known as one of the most haunted theatres in the world. A good venue for Blithe Spirit. Noel Coward wrote Blithe Spirit to bring laughter to people burdened with the sadness of World War II.

We four took our ticketed seats in the first row of the balcony next to the iron fence designed to protect the patrons from falling over the edge. Having my recurring knee pain, I asked if I could sit where I might stretch out the offending leg. The performance was wonderful with an ending that suprised even the Old Man. Being in the presence of artistic people always enlivens my mind. The optimism of living above the current woe of totalitarianism is refreshing.

New Orleans is a city of Ghosts. The presence of Spirits can be felt wherever you walk in the French Quarter. The residents are determined to live their lives dedicated to art. It is an unswerving dedication to searching for a higher meaning than riches and power. The uplifting spirit of those you meet brings a smile to your face. No longer are you shackled by the yoke of expectation. Nothing to prove, just be. The jazz music quickens your steps and lightens the load of worry and care. Thoughts of world domination or being the most powerful are not found in the French Quarter. Thoughts of Good People and fellowship, a bit of dance and song. People live as they feel and are led by benevolent spirits. Each day is hope. Each night is a celebration of the hope that propels the earthly saints.

When a person dies, they are led to their resting place by a musical parade. The connection between the dead and living is seamless. No more hurrying through a short life, but the expectation of the next chapter.