Something.......

Do you know that feeling you get when every cell in your body is telling you that something is about to happen, but the one assemblage of cells which should know - the brain- seems oblivious?  When there is something amiss that massages ones disposition to a heightened level of expectation, but the function centre of the body has been kept out of the picture?  I’m going through this at the moment and my poor little cranium has been struggling to get on the enlightened team.  While there are changes afloat both personally and professionally there is nothing that would usually daze me or faze me the way I have been lately.  Something is about to happen.

A free born spirit.

and as i crossed the sea, it occurred to me, that i'd left myself behind

Changing scripts.

What a week it has been!  As with any good drama there have been highs and lows, laughs in between the serious moments and even a few tears.  Just when everything looks set on a particular plane, things would change, revelations made or plans cancelled thus rearranging the script each time.  In the low points it felt as if life was punishing me for past sins, recouping on the positive moments provided and subsequently hinting that contentedness will never again be part of this story.  In the high points it is as if nothing could ever unhinge the perfect world in which I live, and every play I will be part of will only ever have a happy and fulfilling conclusion.  But in between all the scene changes I remind myself of a mantra I often carry with me - get on with it!  Life can change the script in your play, but you control how you preform.  Become a prima dona or a dedicated thespian? A hero or a villain?  A supporting role or a protagonist?  In the light of a new day, these choices are clear and easy to make.  I had better go now, I just got my stage call...........

The word theatre comes from the Greeks.  It means the seeing place.  It is the place people come to see the truth about life and the social situation - Stella Adler

What I love about blogging.

How I feel when I have crafted something clever, witty and insightful for this blog.

“Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not.” 

Making room for more memories.

Recently I realised that as I age my past appears to be defined as a series of events.  I like to see them as short stories, each covering an event or era in my life.  There was always a beginning and an end, usually focused on life events such as moving, changing jobs or ending a relationship.  There is also a degree of overlapping between these stories.  Some characters appeared in a number of them, some locations were the same but the characters varied.  The point however is this - these short stories seem to be archiving themselves.  Early events have started to feel distant, almost removed from who I am today.  Is it that time has erased this connection?  Is it because I have done so much since that I can’t remain emotionally attached to every memory?  Have I relived the memory and looked at the photos too many times dulling the emotion leaving just the knowledge the event happened, not the actually feeling?  I will never know.  It has happened and it will continue to happen as long as life experiences continue to accumulate and time continues to pass.  I don't like the thought of losing the connections I have to my past experiences.  However, I do like the inspiration my memories evoke and love knowing that there is more to come.

“Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.” L.M.Montgomery