When my Mother was pregnant with me, she says I lept in her belly as the music played during a concert she attended.
I guess that's where it all started...
See, as much as I try I cannot avoid this tug, pull, yank...
You get the picture.
I will attempt to describe the 'feeling' I get while performing or rehearsing...
It feels like my body, soul, and spirit all agree. There's a feeling of not only peace, but symmetry, calm, excitement, certainty all at once. Everytime I get that feeling I know this is what I am supposed to be doing with my life
Enough with the poetic...
This is hard.
I spend most of my time working in an industry that is unrelated to my real desire to perform. I face rejection alot. I spend more time pursuing rather than being pursued. Sounds alot like dating huh?
So why did I choose this?
I didn't chose this.
I would be crazy to chose this.
Maybe I am crazy?
Most people have a clear path or natural career and life progression. 1-2 years entry level, 2-3 middle management, 3-5 years management....house in the burbs with 2.5 kids and a pup named Fido....yada yada...
Not that the above has any appeal to me.
No, this chose me.
I have tried to run away from this.
Everytime I run I get pulled back in. Sort of reminds me of that line in The Godfather Part III "Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in" ~Michael Corleone
The pull, or the feeling of everything being right keeps me coming back for more.
~*~sigh~*~
As I continue on this chosen path, I pray for the strength to endure.
And be thankful for the opportunity...
to be chosen...
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