"You were once wild here, don't let them tame you!" ~Isadora Duncan
"Be faithful to that which exists within yourself." ~Andre Gide
"Follow your bliss!" ~J. Campbell ... and my folks!
"The idea of waiting for something makes it more exciting." ~Andy Warhol
"There is no passion to be found playing small - in settling for a life that is less than the one you are capable of living." ~Nelson Mandela
"...open and expanding like an unfinished book..." ~Quote from a friend, Travis Judd
"Start by doing what's necessary; then do what's possible; and suddenly you are doing the impossible." ~St. Francis of Assisi
"And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same." ~Nelson Mandela
"The capacity to be puzzled is ... the premise of all creation, be it in art or in science." ~Erich Fromm
"Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before." ~Mae West
"Theatre is a form of knowledge; it should and can also be a means of transforming society. Theatre can help us build our future, rather than just waiting for it." ~Augusto Boal
Sunday, May 29, 2011
Good at what?
I can and love to cook.
I can take, and love to, a good photo.
I can, and want to learn it better, play the guitar.
I can scrapbook ... and could probably even do it for someone I don't know, if they gave me the information to go with the photos.
I can, though I don't speak any but my native tongue fluently, pick up languages pretty easily.
I can handle a classroom of kids.
I can handle kids ... nanny etc...
I can, at least I'm getting better at it, garden / landscape (sort of, if you count helping my folks "landscape" the yard).
I can ... I can ... I can ...
Sometimes I wonder if I went into the right profession when I stop to think of the other things I'm pretty good at, what if I'd studied one of these in college? How different would my life be? Eh...and then I think of the times when I'm working on a show and sitting in the theatre and I can just feel it in my bones that I'm in the right profession.
Anyhoooo ... somehow this ties in with another thought that's been floating around in my brain ... will I ever feel like an adult? I mean, sometimes I wonder if I'll ever really feel like an adult, and then I have a conversation about gas prices, or how the winter weather really killed the roads (pot holes etc...) and realize that no child would utter those kinds of thoughts (most likely anyhoo). It's a silly line of thought, I know, but still it's one I ponder sometimes. Does anyone ever feel like an adult? Like they really know what they are doing? Will I look in the mirror one day, with grey hair and wrinkles and still feel like a 16 year old running about - at least on the inside? Interesting to ponder ...
Anyhoo (seemed like I needed another one of those) ... no applying yesterday or today, too busy enjoying the sunshine and gardening with my folks ... it is a holiday weekend after all. :o)
Do have to ring my friend in Seattle tomorrow re:job opportunity as well as bone up on Capital Rep for my interview on Tuesday.
And now ... my fingers are tired. TTFN!