Finding Yourself (Life As Improv)
Dec. 16th, 2008 05:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mlerulesDo you look at a particular time, a specific place for yourself? Do you look at your life as a series of snapshots, of albums arranged chronologically? As a functional resume? As a professional resume? My professional life laid out on a single sheet of paper (according to specific rules). How much of this is me? How much more of me is there? Feels as if there's an chunk of life-span of experiences, of thoughts, of feelings, of questions posed, of answers considered, of hypothesis dreamed up and tested and revised and put on the shelf 'til they get pulled out next time ('round and 'round we go), a lot more of me that there's no simple way of explaining....... Falling into rabbit holes along the way.
Shift in focus: My imagination functions best with a crew. (An audience perhaps? Hmm, only if interactive theater. Life is improv.) I want my imagination stimulated.
An identified need of mine (as well as a want and a desire): I desire to please. I desire to meet needs. Mini-epiphany: I've been feeling selfish. I don't want to do this. I shan't do this.
SNAPSHOT: I've been entwined in the chains in the Chapel/Church of St George. I didn't offer up prayers, b'c I don't swing/roll that way. What I felt, though, was an incredibly strong sense of history and of place. Many people'd been there before, people who cared and prayed and felt and believed and had faith. Okay. I guess that counts as a spiritual moment.
Snow. Rainbows. Nature. Architecture. Icons. Impermanence.
From The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer (p. 31), plucked out of context, mildly reworked, and put to use for my own devices (b'c that's how I've come to approach much of life): Don't confuse work with accomplishment or frenetic activity with movement, growth, and learning. Reading this provides me with a measure of satisfaction.
Dreams & Desires.
Shift in focus: My imagination functions best with a crew. (An audience perhaps? Hmm, only if interactive theater. Life is improv.) I want my imagination stimulated.
An identified need of mine (as well as a want and a desire): I desire to please. I desire to meet needs. Mini-epiphany: I've been feeling selfish. I don't want to do this. I shan't do this.
SNAPSHOT: I've been entwined in the chains in the Chapel/Church of St George. I didn't offer up prayers, b'c I don't swing/roll that way. What I felt, though, was an incredibly strong sense of history and of place. Many people'd been there before, people who cared and prayed and felt and believed and had faith. Okay. I guess that counts as a spiritual moment.
Snow. Rainbows. Nature. Architecture. Icons. Impermanence.
From The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer (p. 31), plucked out of context, mildly reworked, and put to use for my own devices (b'c that's how I've come to approach much of life): Don't confuse work with accomplishment or frenetic activity with movement, growth, and learning. Reading this provides me with a measure of satisfaction.
Dreams & Desires.
