Well here I am in Appleton Wisconsin. Lots of toll way connections so you get the full gamut of driving thought time.

Today on Oprah they were discussing Ruwanda and the unimaginably horrible things that are being done to women and children there. It truly made me emotionally distraught for the rest of the evening. Here, these people are going through inexplicable horror and I cant overcome my measly surmountable life issues.

We all have something. People in africa and the horrible abuse and torture. The victims of the Tsunami in Asia. I wish I could just feel blessed all the time, especially with what they have endured. We are blessed imensly that we are merely born in America and can walk the streets. However our problems are OURS. Despite the vastness of others pains, ours is our own and it still hurts. What is to be done?

Maybe if we could just understand that this may be our path in life, and that our goal is to let it pass through us, observed by us, but not feeding it. It is there to enlighten us to truly truly appreciate. It is what we 'assign' these thoughts that give us pain. The story of the boy who asked his father of the loving wolf and the evil wolf that lives within each of us, which wolf will take over, and to this the father answers: The one we feed the most.

So that's my brain gaspacho today.

I leave for Iowa this weekend to do FOREVER PLAID for four months! I'm excited about it, and again I feel blessed for the work and the experience. The acting profession remains however, not real life, and not what is really important. It is merely something you do, not who you are. Prayers to the people who need it.


"And whatever yours labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all it's sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world."
~"Desiderata"