On Saturday, I read a wonderful blog entry of my friend, Mike Scopa. It resonates my views and the meaning behind my blog. Mike, too, is one of the "saints and poets" who "gets it"! Visit it now and take heed!
The View from Scopa Towers
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Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Living Life Every Moment!
EMILY: "Does anyone ever realize life while they live
it...every, every minute?"
STAGE MANAGER: "No. Saints and poets maybe...they do some.”
― Thornton Wilder, Our Town
STAGE MANAGER: "No. Saints and poets maybe...they do some.”
― Thornton Wilder, Our Town
10-24-2012
Saints and Poets. My blog.
This title was the first thing that entered my mind when I decided to
begin a blog a few years ago. My blog
would be a collection of many different things that are part of my life every
day. I knew this had to be the title. It’s
a line that I have always remembered, even if I have not always heeded its message. It
says it all. And it hit home once again this
week just how precious every moment is in our lives. I may not be a saint, but I am a poet. And I’m glad that I am.
The lines, of
course, come from the Pulitzer Prize winning Thornton Wilder play, Our Town,
written in the late 1930s about the early 20th century mythical town
of Grover’s Corners. It was one of the
pieces of American literature that we studied in high school. Now, some things that I learned have stayed
with me forever. Others didn’t stay too
long. But I am one to remember some of
the wonders of the written language. And
Our Town was one of those. Now,
we didn’t do the play as a performance for others outside the classroom, but we
did do it in the LGI, the Large Group Instruction room, a cavern of a room, I remember.
We all had parts. We studied and
analyzed the story. We learned
lines. We worked for weeks. We performed.
Some may say that the main character of the play is Emily Webb. But the main character is truly the Stage
Manager. The Stage Manager plays many
roles in the drama, both within the story and as an outside observer. I read somewhere that the Stage Manager was
able to break down the fourth wall, that imaginary wall that divides the stage
from the audience-fantasy from reality.
I can think of no other play that does that so very well. And in Our Town, there is minimal staging,
scenery, set and costumes. The
characters and their part in the story are the focus of this play. But,
back to the Stage Manager. The Stage
Manager knows the story on stage intimately and is very wise. The quintessential line in the play comes in
the third act, as Emily, after her death, tries to recapture moments of her
life. She becomes frustrated that in the
everyday things of life, too many of the people whom she loves don’t pay
attention to what is really going on.
Too many don’t live in the present and enjoy every moment of life and
living. She asks in her frustration and
disappointment in trying to recapture the moments, of the Stage Manager, “Does
anyone ever realize life while they live it...every, every minute?". And his answer is, "No. Saints and poets
maybe...they do some.” I love that
line! It’s truly a line to live by!
We all need to be saints and poets every day. We need to embrace every moment in our life
and celebrate those moments and those around us. What may seem inconsequential is what life
and love and family and friends is all about.
We, like Emily and all of the rest of the characters, can miss out on so
much if we are not aware of the joy of life in every moment. All
moments are part of who we are. And
that’s the reason I chose Saints and
Poets as the title of my blog. I
want to always remember to live life every moment because every moment, whether
happy or sad, is a part of life and a part of all of the people who are a part
of our lives. Each moment is precious
and is part of who we are. This came
back to me earlier this week when I learned of the death of a good friend that
I had known since childhood. He was a
good person. He lived life every
day. He loved his family and his
friends. And he will be missed by
many. But we will celebrate his life
tomorrow! And, yes, if you haven’t
already figured it out, my friend, John Arthur, was the Stage Manager all those
years ago in high school when we did Our
Town. So, John, here’s one friend
who will always remember you for many things, but mostly for your line from Our Town. I will be one of the poets who live life
every, every minute! And from now on,
this blog is dedicated to you, your life, and your memory.
Living life every moment!
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