Sometimes I look at life and I think “really?” I have these fantasies and ideas of what it is that I want to achieve and then I go after them. I pursue the fantasy. Example? OK, when I was 16 I told myself I wanted to be on a 1-hour series that would take me through the better part of my 20’s. I wanted something stable and consistent while I was young, working long hours and building up a profile I could use to spring board my life. Not so big that I lost my ability to make mistakes without the whole world noticing, but big enough I would feel a certain level of accomplishment.
Two years later, hello Smallville. Now I am here on the show I asked for and while it is nothing like the life I predicted, I love it.
So where am I gonna go next? And maybe this time I will actually pay attention to the ride and process.
That way I will really see my potency in my life as well as my capacity to build that which I would like.
New York City? A women’s movement? A film company comprised of compassionate, ethical humanitarians interested in moving themselves and the world through an evolution utilizing the ancient art of story telling? Building community? Having strong, honest, joyful and balanced relationships?
It all sounds wonderful to me.