on the subject of positive thinking
it's been a long time since i updated this journal. maybe it's because LJ's popularity waned in the face of the myspace/facebook/friendster war. perhaps it's due to the fact that i don't have an internet connection where i live.
or, realistically, the reason i haven't updated in what feels like a millennium probably stems from the fact that i've become a human workhorse!
so, apologies for the lack of update, but that's not what i really wanted to discuss! lately, in the spare seconds between gigs, work, sleep, stuffing my face and driving to some location to do one of the the four, i've been thinking a lot about how i ended up in Anaheim having the time of my life, working almost nonstop with some of the most wonderful people in Southern California. i credit the situation to positive thinking.
to me, there is no question that when someone moves somewhere without a job but with high hopes, there's gotta be some form of anticipation at work. i personally knew that things were going to work out because, i've come to believe, as long as i can visualize some kind of success or goal in the future, i can always progress somehow.
the president of the university where i work shares a true story with new employees about a swimmer named Florence who was something of a sports celebrity several decades ago. She was the first woman to swim across the English Channel in both directions, and on one cold morning she set out to swim from Catalina to the shores of Southern California.
She faced several obstacles on the way: the sharks circling around her (which were forced away by assistants riding in boats along side Florence as she swam), the icy cold Pacific waters, the fatigue of swimming for several hours... but the one obstacle that proved most difficult was the dense fog that made it difficult to see more than a few yards in any direction.
Florence had swum for 15 hours when her legs became numb and she finally said "get me out, I can't go any longer." Her mother, who was in one of the boats, said to her: "Florence, you're ALMOST there, keep going!" and so she did. Less than an hour later, however, with the coast nowhere in sight, Florence finally succumbed to her numbing legs and was pulled from the ocean.
Back on shore several hours later, Florence was interviewed by the press, who informed her that she had been less than a mile from the shore when she finally was pulled out of the water. Stunned by this information, Florence remarked several times, "If I only could have seen the shore, I would have kept swimming."
And that's the power of vision. The story is simple, but its message really means a lot to me, and I am so glad that I learned to think positively about life when I am pursuing one of the most difficult careers in the U.S.
So, here's to Broadway... =)
or, realistically, the reason i haven't updated in what feels like a millennium probably stems from the fact that i've become a human workhorse!
so, apologies for the lack of update, but that's not what i really wanted to discuss! lately, in the spare seconds between gigs, work, sleep, stuffing my face and driving to some location to do one of the the four, i've been thinking a lot about how i ended up in Anaheim having the time of my life, working almost nonstop with some of the most wonderful people in Southern California. i credit the situation to positive thinking.
to me, there is no question that when someone moves somewhere without a job but with high hopes, there's gotta be some form of anticipation at work. i personally knew that things were going to work out because, i've come to believe, as long as i can visualize some kind of success or goal in the future, i can always progress somehow.
the president of the university where i work shares a true story with new employees about a swimmer named Florence who was something of a sports celebrity several decades ago. She was the first woman to swim across the English Channel in both directions, and on one cold morning she set out to swim from Catalina to the shores of Southern California.
She faced several obstacles on the way: the sharks circling around her (which were forced away by assistants riding in boats along side Florence as she swam), the icy cold Pacific waters, the fatigue of swimming for several hours... but the one obstacle that proved most difficult was the dense fog that made it difficult to see more than a few yards in any direction.
Florence had swum for 15 hours when her legs became numb and she finally said "get me out, I can't go any longer." Her mother, who was in one of the boats, said to her: "Florence, you're ALMOST there, keep going!" and so she did. Less than an hour later, however, with the coast nowhere in sight, Florence finally succumbed to her numbing legs and was pulled from the ocean.
Back on shore several hours later, Florence was interviewed by the press, who informed her that she had been less than a mile from the shore when she finally was pulled out of the water. Stunned by this information, Florence remarked several times, "If I only could have seen the shore, I would have kept swimming."
And that's the power of vision. The story is simple, but its message really means a lot to me, and I am so glad that I learned to think positively about life when I am pursuing one of the most difficult careers in the U.S.
So, here's to Broadway... =)