I’m coming to a crossroads. I’m not there quite yet, but I’m feeling that something’s comin’. On American Idol of all places, one of the girl contestants took the song Change is Comin‘( ?) to a new place and as she sang I traveled with her. It’s just a show to us, but I felt her passion and tapped into my own wonder about the future.
I’m remembering Olive Kitteridge, one of the novels I devoured in Aruba and images are still with me, images of her slow ahhahs as she comes into her older self, first physically and then much slower, into her mental aging….
I’m there, Tuvia is way ahead of me…and I wonder about tomorrow…. I wonder how I can stay relevant in a world that speeding along, catching up to me…moving beyond…am I moving fast enough?
So I’m at a crossroads. Do I need a new job?
I just got back from Aruba where are pace was slow as its designed to be, and I was happy to slow down embracing the heat, the sandals, the new drinks at the bar to taste, but we are back in our winter clothes and I just began a new class in documentary film making and I am not on firm ground and that is good. Really good!
So maybe it’s always just keeping myself a bit unbalanced that will save me from stagnation. Performing with my Flamenco guitar group? Speaking Hebrew? Maybe folding in an online camera class? The list keeps growing… maybe that’s the way to stay in the game..
My wondering continues…