I’ve said it before… I’ll say it again… I’M HAPPY!!!!!! Yeah…I know, everything outside of me really would prefer it be otherwise, but… yeah…um… NOT LISTENING! Some people measure success by their accolades, their collections, their number of hits on search engines. But, history has taught us that if your version of success depends on awards, paychecks and status… then its on shaky ground, and um…so are you! Oh…the fear that someone could come and take it from you! Yep, keeps a lot of people from enjoying their um… success. Do you wrap that kind of success in paper or plastic? I’m thinking its needs something because its so fragile. Heehee… Just wondering.
The reading of ManChild is a little over a week away, and, I’m feeling good about it. This past Sunday, my partners and I were working on the sound portion of the reading and bugging out at the same time. It was nice because it was the first time all three of us were in the same place in like…six months! While we work, we talk about the business, actors, movies, up-and-coming stuff. We discuss life. These dudes aren’t just my business partners, they are my friends. The three of us are there sitting in front of “mission control”, which consists of three computers, one big-ass external hard drive, and bunch of wireless gadgets…. Pimping like a tech-geek…and the next thing you know…these fools have me watching a site called blacknerd.com or something like that and we’re watching a video about the Wii!!!!! “Gotta buy me a Wii… OooooWWeeee!” Yo…no one should love their gaming equipment that much! LMAO
I also measure success by the moments I spend in peace… and I have to be honest…that’s most of the time! I used to stress so much when I didn’t understand what’s important. And, you know what that is? My friends, my family, my cats, the universe, breathing, being honest, honorable and saying what I mean, and meaning what I say. And, love… That’s a huge one. And, no, I’m not talking about the “Anita Mann” (I need a man) version of love. I’m talking about the pure version of love. I love being me. There, I said it! LOL I love all of me. I’m really blessed that it only took 33 years to come to that conclusion. As some people never get there. My friend Natasha has this kickass poem about true love, and its about loving yourself. A lot of people work extra hard to avoid love at all cost, and I have to wonder if they realize they are cutting themselves off from it too? I think love is like air for the spirit, it just cannot function properly without it, it can’t live at all. Oh… That reminds me, I did something odd today, I went to craig’s list and looked at the area where people are looking for other people. I used to read the people looking for people section of the Village Voice back in college. Anyway…DAMN!!!!! It was sooo freaking sad! There are so many people out there bored, lonely and sad! And, a lot of those people are MARRIED! Yikes, um… someone shoulda told you that you cannot fill your voids with other people, money, degrees, or awards. At the end of the day, its you feeling whole that matters. I think its sad when you’re forced to figure that out after you’ve accomplished all these things, and then…you still feel EMPTY.
Today on the way home from work, I was listening to my Creative Zen ( I don’t I-pod) and I was listening to “Proud Mary” by Ike and Tina Turner. And, I was just rocking out to it. That song really is the shit. It’s a good thing that I don’t have issues with busting a move in public, because… I do it all the time! LOL. When I was a makeup artist at Macy’s, security informed me that I was famous in their department, for being “the girl who dances in the aisle all the time!” Ha ha ha! But, hello, I’m a trained actor, it is my job to be able to perform under any circumbstances. “–To tell the truth in imaginary circumbstances”! And, so what if the imaginary circumbstance happens to be my life? That wasn’t the subway, that was da club dance floor! It’s just that I was the only one who knew! LOL –Doesn’t matter as long as I’m honest about how good of a time I’m having. So, I figured it out just in case you were wondering… I figured out what makes me contagious… Happiness! Can I make you happy? Nope…sure can’t. But, I can be the living, breathing, example of what it looks like. So, maybe that’s all you’ll need to remind yourself that if you want, you can grow your own! 😉
Love Peace Happiness N One,