Thursday, February 24, 2011

And So...He Does the Whole "Let's Be Friends Deal ...I Have Enough Male Friends ...Thank you so much ... by Sylvia

Okay so I am paraphrasing a conversation I had with my girlfriend Michelle as we shared a lunch. Apparently single ladies of all ages have their ups and downs in the relationships department. It’s oddly comforting but depressing too. I’ve got a good decade on her and she can’t find a decent guy?

Yeah, I am dying alone. Make way cat lady. World here I come. Really? Who are you people? This is Sylvia. I am not going gentle into that good night. Michelle and I have both been trying the whole online dating world thing. So far without much success. However, I do believe that is the wave of the future, especially for people in my age range. But for now it is almost a glorified meat market. I’m not knocking the online experience. I have met some nice people. One I thought was rather interesting, but so far that is all it has amounted to is a passing interest. So back to the life I am living and the lunch with my girlfriend. I love talking with her because she has such a great way of looking at her life. She inspires me. Michelle has always been one of my no nonsense girlfriends. I need them in my life. I tend to be the flaky one. The only time that is not the case is when I am spending time around theater people. Then I am in my element. I’m sure my theater friends might feel me flaky as well, but they have grown to accept that as one of my personal quirks. I have made peace with it. I am embracing my artistic nature.

Michelle and I met for lunch to catch up with what was going on in our lives. Talking with another adult woman facing similar things in her life helps me through situations that may at other times feel overwhelming. Life comes at you pretty fast. If you do not have a support system in place it can feel like you were on the tracks when a freight train passed. It can feel that way when even they are in place and that is when you count your lucky stars that those people are there for you.

In the continued effort to change my life, I am expanding my support system. I used to think of myself as a very social woman. Taking a hard look I found that I had stopped being her. That was horrible. How did I let such a vibrant woman just cease to exist? Well, big girl panties on. I’m back, and with that life lesson learned, for the better. Look in the mirror. What is it that you want? So what is stopping you? Who is responsible for you? I am not allowing stagnation to settle into my life. Opening up to new people is always a little unsettling, but so far the benefits have been rewarding. The social circles in which I travel are widening and with them come new ideas, perspectives and friendships.

I was always the luckiest woman in the world to have my Ya-Ya’s at the base of my support system, or else I would never have made it. These women are my heart and soul. They have such a place in my life. I would give them an organ if they asked. Granted mine are pretty well used but at least God can’t say that I wasted them. These ladies have seen me through every high and every low of my life over the past 18 years and some of the ladies in the group further back than that. I do not have words to describe them or the thanks to repay all they have done for me. What I do hope for you all is that you have your support group like I have mine. So whether your group has been friends for years or you are meeting new people and making the world smaller one person at a time, having people in your life to share your life is something to love. So I am off to do that just that, Today, I am mixing the best of all my worlds. Enjoy whatever it is you do this day with the people that mean something to you. At the risk of repeating myself…life does come at you pretty fast….better not miss it…..Hey Anabell..BIKE!!!!!

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

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She says "I'm a telephone actress" ... Insert Blank Look

I like to think of myself as fairly astute but there are those rare occasions when I have no idea of what the hell is going on. While talking with some girlfriends about jobs, life and the pursuit of happiness, I met for the first time a real life live sex operator. Let me tell you now that if you judge then shame on you; in this economy everyone has to make a living and she makes more money than most of my friends. I admit to being in awe. Hands down it was one of the most incredible evenings of my life, not only meeting this woman, but the other ladies as well. She shatters any preconceived notions you would have about someone in that industry. As I said in this economy it is a job to her and nothing more. But to hear her stories, oh my goodness I have not laughed that hard in a long time.

It started as an evening with the girls to cheer on a friend in her roller derby game. Let me tell you it is everything you see on the movies or television and more. Granted we did not have the raised rink but I think the adapted rink was more fun. We were front row to action before us. It may not be for everyone but I love doing something new and a chance to hang out with some fun people only added to the evening’s festivities. The next game will be in March. Chances are if you go I’ll see you there. Here is the link to their website:www.orlandoderbygirls.com. ; When the game was over they had an after party at a local pub and that is where the evening only got better. Spending time in the company of these women made my entire weekend. Not that I doubted for a minute that I would enjoy myself, my girlfriend Heather is pretty fricken awesome and because of that she tends to attract the same type of ladies. So I find myself talking with people from all walks of life up to and including the telephone actress who I feel won the most fascinating person of the evening award and that was a hard won title. She had some tough competition. See the above mentioned comment about Heather’s friends. They tend to be amazing. I thank all the theater gods out there that had me meet her in the lobby of Breakthrough while her son was performing on stage. I had no idea then how much my life was going to change in the next six months.

I am no longer taking a sabbatical from theater. I am back in it and this time I hope not to leave again. There are things in your life you can truly say you are called to do and for me it is theater. Something about taking words on a piece of paper and turning them into real life action on the stage in front of you makes my heart race. I was talking with a friend last night about my life and the topic of work came up. He is in a more traditional work place and at first was mocking what I do. Then he said something and I snapped and gave him an earful of what it is that I do, how I do it and the fact that I do it well. I have awards to back it up. I am not the only one who thinks I do a good job. People want to work with/for me.

When I was done with my rant there was a pause at the end of the phone and his response was such a genuine kindness it made me smile. “If you explained that to your love interest, how could he ask you to give that up? It is obvious from your response you feel passionate about this” and that was true, I do feel passionate about it. I used to feel passionate about a lot of things. That is slowly starting to return to my life. I am grateful for the chances in my life where I actually get a do-over. Working in theater is one of them. So look for my show next fall. Trust me I will shamelessly self-promote it between now and the time it actually takes the stage. In the meantime I will be exploring new venues and outlets for my creative side to pursue. If you need a director for an upcoming show, you know where to find me. Remember, live your life people. This is not a dress rehearsal.

Saturday, May 22, 2010

To Harness the Power of "Like"

Here in the Violet Region, we have no ax to grind, no agenda to promote. Our mission is kindness and encouragement. There are already quite enough bloggers telling us what is wrong with this or that, and We leave it to them.

We will share important things and matters not so much so. Memories will be part of it. And memories are such a fine and mysterious thing. Were we really THERE? Was it really then?

We don't want to be someone's journal, but Violet Region could proceed in some ways like a journal. We want to be able to turn pages back and see how we felt in the past.