My best friend made me cry. My best friend made me cry and I am sitting there red faced with salty tears streaming into my mouth, watching her, and thinking '...how absolutely beautiful'.
Carol Wood sings the most powerful version of 'Let it Be' I have ever heard in my life.
'When I find myself in times of TROUBLE, Mother Mary comes to me. Speaking words of WISDOM, let it be.
And in my hour of DARKNESS she is standing right in front of me. Speaking words of WISDOM, let it be.
Let it Be, let it be, let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom. Let it BE...I wake up to the sound of MUSIC, Mother Mary comes to be. let it be. let it be. let it be. let it be. There WILL be an ANSWER, let it be'.
Watching this wonderful women who has stood by me through every emotion and event in my life-watching her express her pure God given talent, raw, bare, and so honest in front of an audience with the background music of these powerful and truthful lyrics...my best friend made me cry and I am so grateful.
I have been thinking a lot about, not so much our purpose, but the work we do and how we sort of define what our work's purpose is for. How we feel the outcome of our works might have the effect to change the life of another. I don't think we fully realize how impactful the little traits and qualities that we are given can be to others. For sometime now I have constantly been thinking of the talents each person posses and how they can be used for the good of others rather than a selfish way that makes them 'feel good'.
Like theater. I struggled tremendously going back into the wonderful world of theater. For a long while I felt it was a selfish thing to do. It made me feel so great. A high that nothing else could give me. How in the world did I contribute my works to others and to Him by acting? I couldn't find a reason-and so, I stopped. I just stopped doing what made me the happiest for two years. Probably the stupidest yet smartest thing I could have done. Not only can I never make up the lost time that I could have been gaining experience and training-I was absolutely miserable. I didn't realize that this talent in my life made me who I was. The things that I learned by taking the role and studying the life of someone else, contributed to my own life dramatically. However, taking that break and exploring and learning in different aspects of life has made me appreciate and understand how important this talent is to me and to others. Now I truly feel that my purpose somehow incorperates this talent. It is no longer a selfish hobby that makes me feel good. To take the role of someone else, to show emotions, experiences, lives, the differences and interactions between other human beings-in a way it's almost spiritual. To have the ability to take these different aspects of God's creation and show it to others...to me that is what is so great about theater.
Our talents are not given to us to sit there and make us wonder 'why?'. They are to be shown and shared in a purposeful way. If we can understand that much, the rest is not so complicated.
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1 comment:
you're beautiful.
thanks.
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