I went to Asheville last week to meet up with Kate McKinnon and the group of folks participating in the “Capture The Moment” workshop she co-hosted with Andrew Thornton. I wasn’t an attendee – just visiting and while I didn’t spend that much time (sadly!) talking to Kate directly, she’s such a dynamic soul that time spent in her air space is always an EXPERIENCE since one of her major talents is assembling interesting people who will ping off each other in wonderful ways. Plus she is so damn cool.
Another excuse for the trip was to meet IRL (in real life) some of the folks I chat with regularly on facebook. Ken Thomas was just such a person and I suspect we hit if off as we were soon chatting it up like old chums. When these IRL meetings happen, there is always the inevitable comparison with the person you created in your mind versus the real human being. Ken suggested that personalities were amplified on the internet and he added that I seemed to be particularly chipper. And I am. In person or otherwise. I told him that it was the result of hard won happiness.
In a flash, I was back home to attend our local, 2nd annual Muse Fest hosted by a couple of my favorite people, Tamara and Zan of the (not yet famous but soon will be) Social Design House and Gallery Up.
One of the attractions was the performance of Tennessee William’s one-act plays “Talk to Me Like the Rain and Let Me Listen” during which the actress lamented her desire to simply fade away into nothingness, while listening to the rain, rain, rain…
As I stood and listened, I began to think I didn’t like the piece. The actors were very good and a better performance could not be asked of them. Of course, the writing was good. As it continued, I was struck with the realization that it wasn’t dislike that I was feeling so much as a refusal to relate to the words, as if they might transport me back in time to a part of my life when fading away would have been a most welcome option for me to choose.
The moment was an inspirited reminder of how far I have come. Of how we all have our dark times to get through. With that epiphany along with the warm, fuzzy feeling of COnNEcTiON that comes with full-on-present-moment-awareness, I was able to appreciate the talent I was experiencing and the evening segued into a fabulous weekend filled with more friends and more laughter.
So yeah, I think “chipper” pretty much nails it. Bonus: I learned what FTW means!