Monday, December 23, 2019

If Can, Can....


“If can, can. If no can, no can.”
---Hawaiian proverb

A good friend who lives in Hawaii mentioned this saying recently. We were talking about how hectic the holidays can be and how we’re all making lists, just like Santa, but of course we don’t all have a magic sleigh and eight tiny reindeer to pull an all-nighter and get it all done. 
Photo courtesy of Dianne Silver, Hawaii

Lists are a thing with me. On my best day, my organizational skills are severely lacking, making lists, even if they are only on small sticky notes slapped haphazardly around the house, keeps me just barely in the ballpark of being on the ball. The hard truth is, however, that except for Santa, no one checks off every last item on their to-do list. A list isn’t ever carved in stone, there are always more chores to go on it.

The problem becomes that some of us can get tied to a list, to a schedule, to the clock that ticks away faster and faster every day. We can almost live and die over a train being 10 minutes late or a traffic jam that keeps us from checking off another chore on the list. Here’s a pro tip: there is always traffic. The trains are always late. If can, can…

As many of us do at the end of December, I’m looking back at the long list of items I checked off in the last year, and looking ahead to the hundreds of list items that will show up in the new year.  Honestly, I am trying not to make it about keeping score, but, well, the math isn’t working that well for me. There always seem to be way more unchecked and undone items. Every now and then when it gets a bit overwhelming, I try to think of something that got done that day, but was not on the list. Then I add it to the list and check it off. It’s sometimes the little lies we tell ourselves that can save the day, and this one seems harmless enough, right?  If can, can.


What happens, though, when our waking hours become a series of tasks, appointments, assignments, and errands? Should we have to fit in normal life moments like catching up with a kid over ice cream or seeing a friend for lunch? Granted, it’s important to keep track of time and commitments, but relegating these small moments to a list of chores feels wrong. There’s a multi-million dollar industry that sells organizers, day planners, smartphone apps, and everything else to keep our timetables humming, but it’s eventually going to hit critical mass and then? No can…


One item that is going on the top of my list, and likely will not get checked off, is to work harder at accepting the no can moments. Because they will come, daily probably, so it’s best to realize they are a part of the whole and not a roadblock. What most of us do entirely too much of is look around at everyone else’s lists. Isn’t it enough to have to deal with our own line items? While it’s one thing, to learn from others, and borrow any strategies we find that could work for us, that’s not usually what happens. Too often we look only to compare, not to learn, and then we decide that everyone else is more efficient, smarter, and more accomplished than we could ever be. That, my friends, is whacked. Stressing out because we aren’t where someone else is? No can…



I don’t make New Year’s resolutions, because honestly, January doesn’t say “New beginnings” to me, but rather with its howling winds and snow banks, it screams in my face, “It’s mid-winter and Christmas is over, what are you gonna do it about it?” Guess what? No can. This year, perhaps without making it a formal resolution, there will be more list items left undone and less stress about them. That’s the plan, anyway. If can, can.






Friday, December 13, 2019

Echoes


“Scrooge was not a man to be frightened by echoes.”
--Charles Dickens


Who doesn’t love some Dickens at this time of year? It’s cold, we have snow on the ground, and Christmas is just around the corner. As it happens, you can see a local production of A Christmas Carol right here in town this weekend (if it’s not sold out!) For me, it’s an echo of last year, because I was lucky enough to be asked to take part in it again. Same roles, which is good, because that way it’s not going to be as hard to memorize where to stand, when to come in and when to exit etc. It’s a theatrical reading, which means the actors all have scripts, but it’s produced in the front room of the Jeremiah Lee Mansion, so you have to watch where you step or you could ruin some priceless artifact. Or fall on your face in front of people, neither of which would be entertaining.



I was scared to death last year, since I’d never done anything like this. Never mind that there is an audience, that wasn’t the scariest part for me. It was everything else. There were long skirts, candles and a huge staircase. Ask anyone who knows me, that is the perfect storm to send me and my bonnet right to the ER. Last year it was all about being new at this whole business of theater and history. This year, it’s a little less daunting.

On the first night of rehearsals it was great to see other cast members showing back up too, and meeting new actors. Working together was easier and I knew more about taking the right kinds of notes on where to stand and what to do. In bold letters highlighted with neon colors, I have my entrances and exits down. There may have been a near miss last year of going on when I wasn’t on, but a fellow actor was kind enough to yank me back at the last minute. At the time, I thought “I’ll never work in this town again!” Oh, the drama! While it’s still been hectic, the stress of last year is now replaced with joy at getting to do something that I had no idea would be so much fun.


I wouldn’t be a proper English major if I didn’t draw some symbolism from Scrooge getting a second chance and this past year being a re-boot for me as well. The echoes of this past year don’t scare me. It’s been a wild ride, that’s for sure, but isn’t that better than the same old, same old? Maybe that’s why Scrooge was so bitter for all those years? He couldn’t deviate from his one goal, making money, so as to never be poor again. He need three ghosts and bad trip to see that shaking things up is good. We all need to pop the bubble and get out our comfort zone.

This time last year I didn’t have a job, I was delivering food part time to earn some cash, and I had no idea where my career was going. Certainly not into acting, and that’s OK, because it did eventually take off again. And so it goes, right? Change is the only constant, really. We’ve all had to reboot and go in a different direction a few times. It would be kind of boring if we just plodded along and never veered off the same path. Here’s to new ideas, new jobs, new experiences. It’s gonna be awesome. Oh, and come see A Christmas Carol, I promise, it’s really good! Performances are Friday 12/13 at 8pm and Saturday 12/14 at 3pm and 8pm. Bless us, everyone!