Jokingly, could take or leave Mark, Kelly’s been doing her show successfully since Regis. I think Live with Kelly (et al) is my favorite show on tv, and I think it’s because she has so much fun doing it - she also does a great job of allowing her audience to depend on her to lead the charge. She’s going to navigate the vibes expertly, of course. If I ever missed school due to sickness as a kid, Live with Kelly was being supported. It’s funny to hear about her kids growing up now, and her worries surrounding their respective career paths: these people are still human, navigating their own lives with complexities similar to ours… well, empathetically.
A delicious cup of coffee with half-and-half to contribute to this ritual.
Something I think about, these one-sided life-long relationships where we watch celebrities shine, and emotionally invest in their goings-ons, but they are not worried about the numbers promoting them—or the people; maybe there is an interest in the numbers of us all. Data sells? If I zoom out, there is something sad about giving your precious energy to a source not designed to give back. When you zoom back in, it’s like having a crush on the fast kid because he’s alpha, not because of your subjective harmony or friendship. This is different than being abused by someone you thought was a friend, who manipulated your presence into a private source of life for their own twisted fantasies.
Whoop. It’s consumption vs. creation: what are we audience to, and what are we helping to manifest? When I zoom back out, don’t we have enough entertainment? Isn’t there plenty to consume? Lots gets lost. And are people divided into the consumers and creators? If you are in control of your choice, don’t you want to be a creator? Not THE Creator, as I must acknowledge our limits.
In a call recently, a person says “just make sure you are where you want to be.” I was PISSED within the context at the time, but I’ve taken the advice seriously and it shook something up inside of me. There are moments when I’ll occasionally catch myself in a rotten mood as an adult, and I reflect on the reality of the decisions that have led me there: why did I settle down and in when I knew I had a well of energy reserved for pursuing one’s dreams in this lifetime, consciously, in lieu of having children? Which dreams do you pursue over others, and how big do these baby steps need to be? Is there an order of which we should make our projects? What if that aforementioned manipulator knocked you off course for a long time, as if you owed them something? How did I allow this mistreatment to blossom? (Lack of boundaries; and stupidity.)
Be proud of who you are becoming and how far you’ve come already.