making movies be like…

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Sweating through shirts!

Hitting the pillow at 2am

Laughing through tears!

Canned food for breakfast.

Worn out keyboard!

Facing your fears, Every. Moment.

Hearing NO and doing it anyway!

Listening to “Onto The Next One” by Jay Z, on repeat

Talking about the equipment list with the door open as you pee!

Zoom meetings over Zoom meetings over Zoom meetings

Feeling like a baby is birthing all day, every day!

Using creative inventions when resources are for naught

Saying thank you, a zillion times, to everyone who’s said, “Yes, I’ll be there.”

Meeting minutes, agenda items, tasks, due dates, reminders, alerts, on repeat!

Being swung around by Creativity, as we dance at the edge of a mountain

Looking at the dog and remember we’re still loved!

Exhilaration, x 10.

internal vs external

It doesn’t matter if you’re a Christian, a Buddhist, or an atheist… we all have this part of us that just wants to create and express ourselves completely. What we call that part of ourselves really doesn’t matter—people get so caught up trying to name things that they completely miss the point. All that matters is that we connect to that place inside and allow ourselves to get lost in our creativity so we can bring something beautiful into the world.

The problem is, the world has taught us not to connect to that place; instead, we’re trained to connect to everything but that place. We’re supposed to connect to the television, the news, the brands and the society that has tricked us into believing that we’re not enough as we are… and so we get caught in the cycle of trying to find love outside of ourselves in the form of food, money, superficial relationships, clothes, cars, and autographed Back to the Future posters … that last one is probably more me than you, but you get the point.

When we were kids, we didn’t care about any of that crap because we lived in the knowing that “You are what you love, not what loves you.”

When we were kids we just played and did what we loved to do. We created. We danced and sang all day. We didn’t care what people thought about us or what our ex-girlfriend was doing. We were totally free and pretended that we were firemen or astronauts or veterinarians. Our imagination was limitless and our creativity is what was running us. We were living from in to out. As time went on, we learned from society to shut off the oil well of possibilities that lived inside of us and to start moving from out to in. We learned that we can’t do the things that we want to do and that it’s “not that easy.” We learned that there’s not enough to go around and that the only way to feel security in this world is to get as much as possible and hold on to it as tight as you can.

Instead of working on getting as much as we can externally, what if we were focused on growing as much as we can internally? What if we were able to go back to that child-like state where we were filled with wonder and possibility and the desire to play full-out? What if we could step out of the box the world has put us in and realize that life is just one big playground of opportunity? What if you could let go of the results and allow life to lead you into a life that’s even more amazing and fulfilling than you could have ever planned?

Well, you can. Start to enjoy the process of working on yourself. Start to find your own inner fulfillment instead of external distraction. Start acting on what is exciting to you in the moment instead of what you’re supposed to do.

You are what you love, not what loves you.

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Kyle Cease

embrace the struggle

happy birthday george clooney

George Clooney was so broke during his struggling days as an actor that he stayed in his friend’s closet in Los Angeles.

The singer Jewel briefly lived out of her car as she played smaller gigs.

Jon Hamm, of Mad Men, once worked as a soft-core porn movie set designer.

Tina Fey worked the front desk at a suburban Chicago YMCA during the day while doing standup in small coffee shops at night.

Movie mogul Tyler Perry lived on the streets of Atlanta and was perpetually broke when writing his first plays.

The most creative people often have a backstory riddled with struggle, hardship, and uncertainty. The irony is when they finally “make it big,” that’s all anyone wants to hear about—What was it like to struggle? How did you find the courage to keep going?

I believe we’ve got struggling all wrong. Struggling doesn’t mean we’re misaligned with our passion, or that we haven’t discovered the right life hack. Rather, struggling is a legitimate part of our refining and maturation process.

We could even argue that struggling helps us evolve more than success. And that, at the very least, it can be a test to see just how badly we want what we claim is in our heart.

One day, a long time from now, the stories of your “success” are going to be sourced from whatever struggles you’re currently experiencing. You will use those stories to show how far you came. And in the process, you will help and inspire a lot of people to keep going. This is why it’s important to view your entire journey—the successes and the hardships—as perfect.

Happy birthday, George.

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Light Watkins

peru shoe

My set of keys:

At the center, is a single miniature shoe from Peru with traditional Peruvian colors. I had been trying to find a keychain for the longest time. I went to so many thrift stores sifting to find the perfect one. My partner said to wait, let the right one come to you. Ah, the story of my life. Well, when I least expected it, it arrived. My friend Lauren gave it to me when she visited Peru last year. Or was it the year before? It’s cute, it’s simple, it brings a smile to my face.

My friendship with Lauren is pretty unexpected too. We were workmates and had to handle a challenging project that required lots of time together. I believe if I can like you through the stressful times, I’ll like you forever. And that’s what happened. She’s a giver and every time she visits anywhere, she returns with symbolic gifts for her workmates. I mean, workmates? Who does that? She teaches me generosity and to slow down, to not eat so fast.

I have new keys to an apartment that’s very new to me still. We live by the beach in a 2 bedroom apartment that hugs similar apartments off a busy main road. It’s simple, cosy and at the same time quite modern. These keys are new to me. I don’t have a connection with them yet, and still, they’re the object I tend to hold the most besides my phone. There’s a mail key, apartment key, and a gate key. I have a weird lock-type silver key I have no idea where it belongs, but that’s there too.

These keys remind me to familiarize myself with the new Now. To enjoy the newness of this chapter, to stay curious, to explore, to learn as I warm up to the keys, the apartment, the neighbors, the drive.

What’s on your key chain?

wanderers

Sunday morning, Newark Airport.
There’s something peaceful and spacious about airports.
I don’t mean physical space, more mental.
A kind of respite, an approved time to be pseudo-online, there but not.
I’m tired.
An early flight turns to delayed departure.

Time goes from linear, back and forth
To north and south, skyscraper heights.
Like a hallway leading to a palatial room,
Time expands.
And invites sleepy eyelids and work-horse body to release.

I watch high schoolers come and go from their gate.
There’s the popular, the artist, the nerd, and everything in between.
All of them scream love me, accept me!
Makes me think of my teens.

Where did I fit in?
Did I ever?
I wanted to be them all.
I was the inquisitive one, the shy one, the walking contradiction.
Begging to be loud and rambunctious and invisible all at the same time.

Suddenly…
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