The good news is that I’m alive, so I can accomplish all the
things I’d like to. In order, and in “the Universe’s” time.
things I’d like to. In order, and in “the Universe’s” time.
Here is a list of creative projects and endeavors I’m
involved in at the moment:
involved in at the moment:
- Playing
Bass in a band in SF - Memorizing
and practicing audition pieces - Looking
up and applying to new casting calls - Sourcing
a photographer for a new headshot - Submitting
myself to modeling agencies - Writing
new songs - Forming
a new band in the East Bay - Practicing
jazz and blues standards with the keyboardist from the first band, in
order to busk in BART stations (ostensibly eventually in actual lounges) - Sourcing
a voice teacher - Taking
an acting class - Writing
my blog
Here is a list of creative projects and endeavors that I
have on back burners:
- Actually practicing the bass
- Learning the piano
- Writing
and developing my musical about race - Painting! (and sourcing an art studio — don’t do oils in your kitchen, kids)
- Developing
a “home organizing” on-the-side business - Gardening
(learning to) - Learning
to sew - Re-developing
my creativity workshop - Reorganizing
my closet (yes, that’s creative!) - Fixing the brakes on my bike and learning to ride again.
Not to mention the commitments I have outside of my regular
work hours, including some personal inventory writing that I’ve been stuck on
for months. Plus the daily things we all need to do, like eat, shower, grocery
shop, cook food, spend time with my neglected cat. Let’s throw in “dating,” just to
make it a maelstrom.
So… I’m tired.
And I sometimes try to counter this fatigue by watching several
hours of Netflix when I come home, which means that all of the above things get
pushed back and I feel even more crunched and overwhelmed.
hours of Netflix when I come home, which means that all of the above things get
pushed back and I feel even more crunched and overwhelmed.
So, today, I’m meeting with two friends to talk about my
priorities. I know I wrote about this earlier this week or last, and now I’m
putting action to it. I have no idea how to juggle it all, and so balls get
dropped, and things important to me get shuffled down the calendar like a
shuffle-board puck. Clean cups move down no room at the inn tomorrow and
tomorrow and tomorrow.
priorities. I know I wrote about this earlier this week or last, and now I’m
putting action to it. I have no idea how to juggle it all, and so balls get
dropped, and things important to me get shuffled down the calendar like a
shuffle-board puck. Clean cups move down no room at the inn tomorrow and
tomorrow and tomorrow.
Veysmer.
Because SOME of these things are meant to be focused on NOW.
And some are allowed to be worked on later.
And some are allowed to be worked on later.
Someone once told me I can’t do everything, and I nearly
lost it. She clarified and said, “You can’t do everything all at once.” Phew, okay.
lost it. She clarified and said, “You can’t do everything all at once.” Phew, okay.
I WANT to do it all. But, am I meant to? Who knows. I do
know that I’m not meant to do it all at once.
know that I’m not meant to do it all at once.
It’s like shoving a spoonful of every part of your meal into
your mouth at once. It doesn’t work, and you end up choking on a chocolate chip with gravy on your shirt.
your mouth at once. It doesn’t work, and you end up choking on a chocolate chip with gravy on your shirt.
BUT, if I take a bite in order and with precision, focus,
and priority, then I have a chance of not only enjoying the meal of life,
savoring what’s happening, and appreciating the company I keep, but this order and
priority will allow me to digest it all slowly enough to create room for
dessert. And by dessert, I mean sex.
and priority, then I have a chance of not only enjoying the meal of life,
savoring what’s happening, and appreciating the company I keep, but this order and
priority will allow me to digest it all slowly enough to create room for
dessert. And by dessert, I mean sex.
Owning Voice 