At times we walk around wide awake and aware of reality, that we don’t allow ourselves to dream about a world that could be. Once in a while something will capture our attention, causing us to dream in the mist of our busy day.
When I was in San Francisco the waitress at Mel’s Diner sat me right in front of an imaged that made the world around me disappear. Suddenly I couldn’t hear what my friends were saying, my eyes were captivated by the image of George Lucas directing American Graffiti. It was like I got a glimpse of what creating a story would look like; working with people who love what they do, allowing creativity to come to life, doing whatever has to be done in order to get it done.
I wondered if others had sat at this very seat and was captured by a dream of creating films. I wondered, “Am I the only one who feels this way when I see pictures of people directing.” Because I am a woman I already cut myself short saying, “Oh I could never do that.” But as I looked at the photo I felt like I have already done that. Not that I created a film but that I’ve directed and created a story. I remember the feeling I got when I was doing it. I felt alive and that I was finally in my own skin. Like I was created to do this very thing. Like a bird singing, or a bee buzzing. Its just what they do.
Maybe one day I will get an opportunity but for now I will do the best at where I am and learn from life. I guess its up to us to pay attention to when we are reminded to not give up.