My journey at the Festival today made me recognize another important thing about myself–I have multiple lives. No, I’m not talking about reincarnation (although I don’t rule that out) but my life, in terms of interests, passions and goals can only be described as multiple incarnations of Lisa. This realization is keeping me awake tonight (or perhaps it is a combination of the caffeine I drank to make it through the day and the alcohol I drank to celebrate life). I realized that every event I participated in today reflected this diversity in some way.
The morning started with a presentation of a play called Henry’s Freedom Box: A True Story from the Underground Railroad performed by Book-It Repertory Theatre. This show told the story of Henry Brown who mailed himself to freedom to escape slavery. The story reminded me of two things–my passion for literature and seeing stories come to life, and my desire to fight for justice through the arts. That is an incarnation that I keep returning too.
Next I watched an amazing performance of Terrapin Puppet Theatre of Tasmania’s Boats.
This show can only be described as magical. It told a story of love, loss, and the sea using simple objects in amazing ways. It reminded me of my time as a student at the University of Hawaii, when one of my favorite teachers brought me into the world and magic of puppets.
Next I saw a performance of Doctor Kaboom! A show that combines theater with science. I witnessed a theater full of students embracing learning while watching and witnessing art. It reminded me of the things I do love about teaching–and of some joyous success stories I’ve had in my incarnation as teacher.
A performance by The Guangdong Province Puppet Troupe reminded me of my love of culture and language, and my desire to create theater that crosses cultures bringing multiple languages and stories on stage at once. One time I started to write a play like that, but I don’t know what happened to hit. One time I worked on a show in Japan, and I stood backstage enthralled even though I know little of language. This performance combined magic, animals, and the complex beauty of Chinese Opera, all done with puppets. We, did not need to understand the language to understand the story. I love that. When I first started my PhD program, I wanted to do research in that idea, but I got talked out of it (partially because I wanted to be both artist and academic and THEY wanted me to be only academic). Incarnations of the language/culture lover, the passionate artist, the crushed academic. It also brought back memories of my MFA program (the incarnation of Lisa the director/Lisa the Asian theatre fanatic) where I studied Beijing Opera movement among other things.
The next two, performances (yes I saw a lot of theater yesterday, today I will be spending most of my time in a workshop) reminded me of my high school self, and of the incarnation that wants to find ways to help the youth of the world. The first was a performance of 1 1/2 by Kaiser Permanente’s Educational Theatre Program in collaboration with Oregon Children’s Theatre. This piece, meant for 4th-6th grade deals with the nations growing problem with obesity and bullying. I’m still kind of processing this piece so I may write more about it later. The second was a Musical in a Day Workshop performance created by iTheatrics with local middle school children. The did Annie and it was amazing. It reminded me again of why I chose to go into TYA.
After all this we had a wine and appetizer gathering, where someone asked about my academic background. I remembered that at Smith College, where I got my undergrad, I was a double major in English Literature and Theater. The incarnation of the reader and the writer wannabe. His honest response to my many degrees (as well as another woman who got a PhD from ASU after me) “Congratulations on being overeducated.”
The incarnation of Lisa the scholar; Lisa the student who loved to learn; Lisa the goody goody.
When I look back on my life, I have lived many lives. I have had many career paths and opportunities. I struggle with definition of self because of the multiple incarnations of me, but they all relate in some ways. Theater links them. Passion links them. A love of culture, language, arts, people link them. So while I have many incarnations, it is the sum of those incarnations that makes me who I am today.
Right now I feel like I am a chrysalis that will soon burst open to reveal my next incarnation. I wonder where my butterfly wings will take me, and what they will look like.
[I am starting to write a few posts for Spread Information, an interesting blog I found recently. Here's a link to my first post, which also comes from this festival and from my understanding of the importance of arts in society. Check out the entire blog, they have a lot of interesting things.]
May 13, 2011 @ 10:02:39
Always evolving, ever-changing. That’s exactly the way I think we are meant to be! Wonderful post!
May 13, 2011 @ 11:00:23
I love the image of a chrysalis waiting to burst open. We all go through so many changes and it’s never too late to re-invent yourself, to be the person of your dreams!
May 13, 2011 @ 13:58:00
Once again we seem to be on a similar wavelength. The post I just finished (and no I am not plugging it) is loosely related to what you are saying here. Sounds like you are both having a good time and getting the mental reset that you so desperately needed!
May 13, 2011 @ 16:48:47
What a great post. Isn’t that life? The changing and growing and becoming someone new all the time…I think we die a little inside when we just allow ourselves to become stagnant. Happy Weekend!
May 13, 2011 @ 19:25:05
A chrysalis: What a perfect metaphor. Reinvention is one of the miracles of life. Too many people never take advantage of that.
May 15, 2011 @ 02:33:29
I love the chrysalis pictures and metaphor. Great post.
May 15, 2011 @ 14:34:36
Thank you so much.
May 15, 2011 @ 18:14:25
That’s funny. I just told my husband yesterday that I feel like I’ve had two lives. I had the all-the-kids-are-at-home, you-are-working, and I-am-active-volunteering-in-schools-where-we-know-a-lot-of-people-and-have-a-lot-of-friends.
(I’m losing the dashes. They’re a pain.) And now I have the it’s just you and I, the kids are all out of town, you are retired, I don’t know anybody in this new neighborhood and no longer belong anywhere I’d like to volunteer at.
Life changes. And so do we.
Take a picture when your chrysalis bursts open.
May 15, 2011 @ 19:21:16
It may take a while, but someday I hope to.
Jul 25, 2011 @ 21:50:30
Lisa:
This sounds just so cool…lacking the brain for another description…so interesting
Jaye
Jul 26, 2011 @ 08:30:32
Thanks Jaye. It is nice when people look at my older posts because it forces me to look at them as well and say, “Oh, yeah, I wrote that” or the occasional, “I wrote that piece of crap!” This time its a, Oh yeah, my life is full of lives.