
I feel the need to clarify my last post. Part of the beauty of writing/blogging is that it takes a moment in time,a feeling in time and puts it to words/paper. I had said that,in the past, I had not been passionate about anything. In talking with friends, I realize that is not entirely correct. Why I have/am passionate about things, I realized that I have in the past had no outlet for it. Creatively. It was a message I received at a very young age that it was not OK. Who gave me that message? Not really sure. I remember as a child,loving music. Loving acting. I would watch the Carol Burnett Show and wished I could be a part of that. (I actually did write her a letter requesting to be on her show when I was 10,but that story is for another time) But I stifled that part of me and put it away. It was not OK. It just wasn't. And I feel for that little boy. In some ways, I was just trying to survive. This all goes back to life being lived and not endured. To be continued........
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