Life is such an amazing journey! Sometimes I'm caught off guard by just how much can be crammed into it. Right now that's kind of how I feel; like there are a hundreds of things that I want to experience and do and create, ideas fighting to get to the surface and take greedy gasps of the fresh air. I'm currently working on outlines for 3 feature screenplays, 2 television pilots, 3 music video treatments, writing 2 short scripts, trying to be in 2 bands, thinking about buying a house and maybe moving out of state, I recently travelled to Seattle for a film festival and I just competed in a triathlon in San Diego. Today I'm getting my motorcycle license and tomorrow I'm going to a concert. Everything is beautiful, churning, shifting, changing chaos.
In the middle of all of this, I have been inspired to undertake something that could quite possibly lead to absolutely nothing but trouble, but which I am convinced is of worth. I recently read a book by Anne Lamott titled "Bird by Bird." (It really is a great book, but this is not a review.) She mentions her friend relating to her a simile from the observations of the life of 16th century priest named Brother Lawrence. He observed that to God we are all like "trees in winter" in that before our Papa we are stripped bare, with nothing to offer. We exist only to be loved.
How beautiful! I want to live from a place of knowing that I am a tree in winter and that life is never about what I have to offer but about who I am loved by. That's a concept that I would love for more people to embrace. So, I think I'm going to do something with it, which may sound totally contradictory to everything I just said, but somehow, it's not. It may take years to actually become something, but that's kind of the beauty of life and the nature of the idea; that it will get lived out, not being created in an instant, but growing and changing and becoming in a very organic way.
So,
It's just a beginning, but maybe the beginning of something meaningful...
