I am overwhelmed with gratitude this morning for so many different reasons.
Last night I was with a community of people that first received me when I came to New York City 11 years ago. Who are they? Cycle 8. what? Is that some sort of lost soul group from a distant planet longing to reconnect. After last night, I think that may be closer to the the Truth than I ever allowed myself to believe. What an extraordinary group of searchers and dreamers and beings of CREATIVITY and TRANSFORMATION!
Cycle 8 is a group of artists and fellow travellers that I had the privilege of studying and writing musical theater with at the NYU Tisch Graduate musical theater writing program. We all received MFA’s back in 1999, and have been on a journey ever since of coming into the Truth of what those initials stand for. For me right now they are: Master of Forgetting All (that know longer serves me).
Last night we came together almost 9 years (nice completion) after graduation and shared where we were. All of us have had our share of successes and failures, struggles and triumphs, and yet all of us seem to understand – in fact KNOW deeply within ourselves that these experiences which we often label as “good” and “bad” are in fact of the same source – LOVE or LIFE or GOD or THE UNIVERSE or HEAVEN or TRUTH or whatever label works for you in the moment.
this simple and beautifully orchestrated coming together(by Liv -one of the joyful and powerful parts of us) touched me deeply and I am still processing it on all the levels. A True gift.
This is the second blog I have ever written and I just want to say THANK YOU to Liv and to that BEAUTIFUL group of souls inhabiting bodies that first welcomed me into New York and welcomed me again last night as I AM – a fellow artist, lover, searcher of Truth, stumbling human expression of the Divinity within us all.
It’s a truly amazing time to be alive. wake up and ENJOY!
love love love
ps. I learned last night that I was often known as “the clarifist”. just for the record, I hope this post clarifies nothing for no one except myself who is constantly dancing with the perfect MUSE of CONFUSION.