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The Void is the Well

Wishing Well

I must apologize, dear readers. It’s been a few weeks since my last post…

It’s not so much a matter of inspiration, though at first that’s what I thought it was. The reality is, I’ve been doing a lot of internal work… and so my gaze was focused inward, and not out towards the world.

It was in re-reading a passage from The Circle, that I understood why I was searching for something… “The void becomes the well, and transformation takes place.”

I’ve often referred to writing as drawing from the well, but what can you draw from when it seems dry? I knew I had to dig deeper.

In the last few weeks I’ve begun doing (semi) daily meditation. It not only helped my physical body heal and release some of the blocked energy I was holding, the practice has also helped me realign with my center.

In focusing on realizing my dream of reading a bed-time story to my kids that I wrote and published, I submitted one of my stories for publication. (And now must put it out of my mind, since they take a while to reply…)

Disillusioned finally got its first reading, and I was really happy with the script, input, and insights everyone gave me. (Thanks Noel, Rachel, Eric, Matt, Pauline, Dina, and Scott (and Lloyd for use of the space).)

And I’ve been updating my wardrobe (taking things that needed alterations to the tailor, or letting go of things that no longer physically or generally fit whom I’ve become).

What I’ve been butting up against, over and over again, is the idea of shining… Having the courage to shine and become the person I’m meant to be. The following excerpt, from Marianne Williamson’s A Return to Love, sums it up so well…

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

I’m here for a reason right now, so I’d better make the most of it!

Grateful for your understanding and devotion,

–Sue

Add comment November 24th, 2008

In the Presence of Greatness

Brian Dennehy in Hughie--photo by T. Charles EricksonI had the privilege of meeting Brian Dennehy a few years ago at Emerson. He was touring with Miller’s Death of a Salesman. I then saw him a few years later in O’Neil’s Long Day’s Journey Into Night. And according to Playbill On-Line, it seems like he’s at it again! Dennehy is starring in a short by O’Neil, Hughie.

I know there are so many flashier actors out there — but it’s his humility, that he’s so salt of the earth, that’s what makes him so great. Watching him, you honestly feel like he’s trying to serve the work. Not his ego, not his wallet.

And I guess that what really makes him so great… He just does what he does, without making a show of doing it.

–Sue

Add comment November 6th, 2008

We’ll Cross That Bridge When We Get To It…

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I was watching the DVD of Elton’s 60th at Madison Square Garden yesterday.

One of the gems of that marathon concert was a newer song, The Bridge. Off his and Bernie’s “The Captain & The Kid” album, released in 2006. I have the album, and gave it a listen when I first bought it. I then put it away.

Yesterday was the first time I heard the song since that first listen two years ago… and I guess I was finally ready to hear it.

The Bridge (Taupin/John)

Chorus:
And every one of us has to face that day
Do you cross the bridge or do you fade away
And every one of us that ever came to play
Has to cross the bridge or fade away

When Bernie got on stage to wish Elton a Happy Birthday, he said it usually would take hell and horses to get him on stage, but that hell and horses could be the only things to keep him off that night…

We writers, we’re usually the ones in the back of the room… Most times, people don’t even know who we are. But I’ve been starting to put myself out there — push myself out there, against my protective reflex. And actually, it feels pretty good.

–Sue

Add comment November 4th, 2008

My Red Coat

Red CoatAutumn is my favorite time of year for many reasons… the newest of which is my red coat. It sang to me off the rack at Filene’s Basement. A sweet coat with little bit of sass. A coat much like a coat I wore as a young girl.

I was five or six, and I remember clearly standing in between my mom and dad, letting them take a step forward, bending at the knees, and swinging as hard as I could — and actually flying (if only for a brief second), and landing hard on the cement sidewalk.

At some point, (I’m not sure when) I thought I couldn’t “pull off” wearing red… Not sure how or why I convinced myself, but I did, for at least the past twenty years.

I’m not chasing my childhood, or looking for my innocence again… I’m just glad to still know that girl who wanted so much to fly is still with me, closer than I thought she was.

–Sue

1 comment November 3rd, 2008


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