This weeks journey.

So as I sat under that tree waiting for my wife, and later at dinner after going into Borders where I bought one book, I thought about what I learned this week.

From the young lady who checked me out at Borders who commented on my choice "The Story," I realized most people have the wrong impression about the Good Book and think it is a collection of stories.  It is a collection of writings that continue the same story and it just happens to be historically accurate and scientifically accurate as well, according to the Smithsonian.

I realized that for many in America a life of faith is a spectator sport.  Hmmm... that has got me to thinking about the commandment to be fruitful and multiply, kind of hard to do with the whole team participating.  

Though shall not judge should actually say though shall not condemn.  Well enough preaching.

I also realized that there are still people and companies who do the right thing, like tonight at dinner they took off almost fifty percent of our ticket so I gave the server a gravity of more than fifty percent and still came out ahead by five dollars.  Now neither of us asked for those blessings, but all involved walked away forever changed, including those who listened to our numerous exchanges.
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Moving On

Years ago I realized that for me there would never be that one lifetime job where I would work forty hours a week for twenty five years essentially pushing the same button.  As I grew older and started a family and realized I wanted more for my daughters, I realized I had to learn to move on.

In the career path I have chosen your work lasts as long as the current show does, in this it has made it easier for me as I know that there will be another show, so I whole heartily look forward to the finish of this show to see what the next on brings.  After twenty five plus years and thousands of individual performances worked and some of which I have even performed in, this has become a way of life for me.  Moving on is natural; though I will admit is not without its trials and struggles as sometimes you must say good bye to those you have grown to love or at least enjoy being around.  

Recently as I have contemplated life in this country I realized for many they are fixated at staying put and for many that has been detrimental to their lives and the future of their family.  We were once a nation that thrived on the ability to push forward into uncharted waters and expanding our horizons, now for many it seems they are content to just sit and wait.  I find this sad, first as it creates an atmosphere of lethargy and ambivalence and the what do I get out of it mentality.  I was taught that you have to first till land, plant seeds, water and then only after the fruit is ripe can you expect a harvest.  Now in the world of the government will take care of us too many of our children are facing a future of uncertainty, which of course has always been the case except now most of our children do not know how to cope with having to wait or work for delayed rewards.

As I look at my daughter, I do now know what she is thinking about our many journeys but I do know that in a situation where others wig out she has learned to keep a cool head and because of this and her learning of the value of moving on when it is necessary I believe she will do well in her life.  In some ways I believe that is what as  a man of faith I am called to do, as I believe life is a journey and we are meant to push forward and move on.  As a one of the first directors I worked with all shows must come to and end and in its place another must rise.  So tonight when yet another show is back in its truck I will be once again moving on.

When Sleep Does Not Come Easy

There are those nights when sleep does not come easy, so I find myself seeking out places of solitude as most of my work is filled with huge crowds at some point during the show.  Last night was one of those nights and as I at and watched the water and its constant motion.  Like myriads of people all pushing for a place in line to get the few tickets to a once in a lifetime concert, I watched the wavelets on the waters surface marching forward to the edge of the land.  The tide came in and out and still the army of wavelets kept marching as if they did not care they would never make it into the venue.

I sat and pondered this for some time and alas I realized this is the way of life, we just keep moving until our movement ceases, and when alas we stop moving we are drawn back into the sea and another wavelet takes out place and then the cycle continues.  A cycle that did not come by accident or chance as it is far too defined to be left up to evolution.  But for me in the end it does not matter the why as on those nights I can not sleep I will still seek out those places of solitude.

The Road Home

I know 

Your time 

Is drawing nigh

Your journey 

With us

Is almost over

I see

The struggle

As you fight

The pain

You battle

To just stay alive

It is okay

To let go

I know some might call

Me crazy

As they say

Animals

Don't move on

But my friend

I don't believe that

As you too

Have the breath of life

And 

When you take your last 

Be strong and

Brave

As you set out upon

The Road Home

The Wrong Turn

Sometimes the wrong turn up a road less traveled will bring you
to some amazing places.

When I think back to the roads I have traveled it was the roads taken where I had no idea where they went that have brought me to where I am.  Some of those roads were wrong turns, some brought to deep valleys and others brought me to mountain tops.  In the end I preferred the roads less traveled as they brought me to the still waters where I could gain focus as I sat in majestic wildernesses.  It is only in the solitude of creation where I have been able to gain perspective..