The day is held in check. In the wake of a difficult stretch of time, I sit in pause taking a break from everything and watch the people go by. For a brief moment in time, I am merely using this wall as the saddle for the planet I'm riding. Sometimes you just have to go for the ride.
It's a strange equation, the additions and subtractions, the divisions in all of the ambiguous intentions of the people who parade by. What are they fighting for? Why can't they talk to one another? What would they say if they tried? Most people, I'm afraid, are just unprepared for the feelings they might discover. What would happen if...
...you really told people how you feel...
...you reached for the things you want rather than wait for them to come to you...
...you found the strength and clarity to stop doing things that harm you...
...you allowed one ray of light in...
...one sight to touch you...
...one leap of faith to fling you into the unknown?
What if? Can you afford to never find out?
Inner conflict is like a knotted rope. It's thick, tight, and heavy, and you have to untie it to see its simplicity. The very reason that it becomes so knotted is because the rope itself is a blend of many smaller parts, and yes, even in there you can find simplicity. We just see the whole knot for what it is, and most of the time, we accept the whole mess because we feel it defines us...but the opposite is actually true. The fact that we hold it defines us. We can ask the questions. We can unravel the mess and lighten our load. We just choose not to.
Last Sunday, I began the process of resigning as the managing director at Playhouse West. I am walking away from my home of ten years because I want to see what it is I'm meant to do next. I'm taking responsibility for myself and myself alone, and I'm putting a stop to the selfless support of other peoples ideas, projects where they intend on keeping full credit, and the act of filling in the cracks only because I'm able to. I'm making a push towards self-fulfillment, and that includes partnerships, unique situations where people will meet me halfway. That's where my creativity needs to live from here on.
My resignation was received with surprising understanding, healthy encouragement, and a pledge for Playhouse West to remain a part of my life. The offer was re-extended to teach, and endless support and resources when I'm ready to evolve into filmmaking.
Sometimes, in order to go where you want to go, you merely have to believe you are already there. Is it really that simple?
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