Where have you been Rand!!!

Analyzing! Maybe overanalyzing!. Processing again and again!!

An explanation for not documenting or sharing everything in my environment, which can feel repetitive. Sometimes, this process can last hours, days, or, as in this case, months. It requires me to reassess my purpose. What am I doing here?

When I created LiveLiveLives.com, there was to be constant entries, comments, stories and hopefully inspired food for thought. Like any creations, they evolve.

Somewhat expanded!

Somewhat different! Somewhat more myself!!

Becoming more personal, more narrative-focused, more intimate, and significantly more authentic.. Thank You Universe

So, how can we engage you? How can we inspire and remain relevant? How can we.....

A lot has happened to me, but that's always been typical for me. I constantly feel like there's so much more on my mind compared to most people. However, comparing myself to others is pointless, as it becomes overwhelmingly difficult and isn't a productive use of my time.

So I start with a request from someone that boiled down to this straightforward statement: "Don't overthink it!"

How liberating that has been. It reminds me of the universe's spontaneity. Simple yet impactful. And always perfectly timed for me.

Paris.

The place that inspires me on every level. It consistently fulfills me. Despite the many trips back and forth over the years, Paris continually offers something new and inspiring.

Writing?

I never desired it nor wished for it, yet it appeared at my doorstep like an unwanted relationship. Over the years, there have been both positive and negative remarks. There has been support and separation from the habit of writing, much like relationships themselves.

They come and go sometimes like a huge fucking parade. And others like something to be forgotten over drinks.

There's a downtown smell of cooking

From the flame on an open grill

A saxophone and a large bass are playing energetically

Lord have mercy

I can't stay still!!!

You don't need to hear it

But I'm dried-up and sick to death of love

If you need to know it

I never really understood that stuff

All the stars and bleeding hearts

All the tears that welled up in my eyes

Never meant a thing to me

Read 'em as they say and weep

I never cared enough to cry.

I believe we all require reminders that bring us back to the essence of who we are and our purpose. However, honesty doesn't naturally flow from people.

I came from an environment where articulating my thoughts and feelings accurately was challenging. I struggled with expressing my voice. I would often reword and rephrase my statements to ensure others understood me. So, when I finally found my voice, it resulted in a torrent of conversation with anyone, anywhere. Whether they truly understood or were just being polite and nodding didn't matter to me.

A huge positive bank of storing up things to say made me process conversations I had with people years ago or that very same day.

Just wanting to be heard.

Just wanting to be understood.

There has been a huge benefit of finally getting out what I wanted to say. Suddenly being told of how positive and inspiring I am. It was and is a huge surprise to me this day.

Being in the shadows for so many of the years taught me the personal pains of the people around me. The ones that did not know I heard every word.

Even though I have accomplished some significant and impressive things, or have been reminded by others that I have, at that time, I didn't contribute everything I possessed.

Reflection on Recent Events

It's been a while since I last wrote in this blog. I was silently protesting in support of the WGA and SAG, the Writers Guild of America and the Screen Actors Guild. They are integral to my world.

The Importance of Solidarity

Supporting these organizations is crucial, as they fight for the rights and fair treatment of writers and actors in the entertainment industry. Their work impacts not only those directly involved but also the quality and diversity of content available to audiences.

Looking Ahead

As we continue to navigate these challenges, it's essential to remain united and advocate for change. The future of storytelling depends on it.

The artists, actors, writers, directors and anything that is a part of storytelling. So, when you don't exercise that writing and memory muscle, it can take a moment to start back up in us. As for me there was a buildup of all that I had no choice but to open the door.

To let it all back in like an Old Friend.

One of the largest tools I was given when I was in therapy was to have a journal. To write something down somewhere, somehow any day would soon become my closest ally.

I attended a meeting at a studio with an A-list director who had become a friend of mine. I expressed my desire to make my own movie and to direct it as well. The director advised, "If you want to direct, you need to become a writer. Not just any writer, but one who is true to yourself. When you write from the heart, people will listen."

Never forgot that lesson. And here we are!

Heart to Heart.

I am not going to make grand gestures here and say that I will write regular posts, regular scripts and regular stories.

Transparency is my friend. Honesty is the thought for today.

What I will say is this is 'What I was made for". Made to be just as I am. Someone asked if I had someone that I am in love with? Someone that I discovered that made me sing around the house? Someone I wanted to cook for?

Yes, I did. I discovered my amazing self, along with my confidence and self-worth. This journey of self-discovery has changed everything for me. I can assure you that I never feel lonely. Occasionally, I feel nostalgic about past moments, but never to the point of sadness.

The individuals in my life are incredible.They are intelligent and optimistic, brimming with ideas and aspirations.And for them, I have the potential to embody those very qualities.

Please continue with what you are having for this New Year. If you don't like it you know what to do. And to quote from "Steel Magnolias". "If you don't have anything nice to say about somebody, then come sit by me"

Thanks for reading Live Live Live. By Rand Angel. Cheers.

Music please