Starting a new project is exciting. Your mind lights up with fireworks of sparkling potentials. Somewhere along the process of walking through each step from idea to actual achievement the lights may fade or other ideas may explode. You find yourself lost in distractions or realizing time has slipped by and that you have to work harder and faster to move along towards your goals.
Writing goals and grocery lists may help, or you may find them later hidden in a random page in a mostly empty notebook like a child waiting at a bus stop for a bus that will never come.
Focus comes with practice. Life is juggling goals with needs and wants. How do you stay focused? Are you working toward something, anything? If you do it halfway, does it count or does it just end up an awkward memory?
Life is change. Part of growing is letting go of the excuses and barriers we carry around and block ourselves with. Where do you want to go? What do you want to see yourself doing and how do you want to feel about yourself? Who do you choose to put around you? Do you choose people who encourage problem solving or drama wallowing? Do you choose friends who are just the people closest to you who are just waiting, doing time in a routine, waiting for their expiration? Do you choose people who are genuine and caring? What do you offer them?
Change is life. This has been a year of change. I've let go of my car. It's now heading to San Diego with a young man starting his education and basketball career. He's a serious young man who has studied hard in school and I'm cheering for him.
I don't need this proverbial safety blanket. We bought a van, together. It is our van, our home. The first home I've ever bought. Good change.
I'm entertaining on a stage. Working hard to spread word and draw crowds. Working on getting a sound amplification wireless set up so I can still use nuances in storytelling that get lost when you have to shout the stories. Problem, research and network, then solutions. Emotions have their place in preparing for or doing a stage show, they don't belong second guessing the crowd or taking things personally. They belong as emphasis, as an accent on your garb. On stage I become a cartoon when I am the Painted Lady. Change is life. It is a relief to no longer feel like a cartoon in my real life. It is a relief to solidly be myself rather than a collection of characteristics loosely labelled human.
What are you doing to stay abreast of time? Are you moving forward in your life or are you investing all your energy into someone else's agenda? Where are you going? Where do you want to go? Who do you put around you?
I'm working on communication, planning ahead, and preparing. It feels great to look away from the fireworks and to take time to build my future. To be ready for more change and more life.
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Tuesday, May 24, 2016
The Fireworks and Follow Through
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