I'm really grateful and (more than) kind of in awe that in the midst of dealing with real estate contracts, amendments, figuring out how to go paperless, figuring out what to do about improperly vented water heaters and all the other tasks Realtors do to help our clients meet their needs, I get to put on this other hat as well, and create experiences for people.
In this little corner of the earth, for this particular time, I get the privilege of creating a space where magic happens - that magical connection that can happen when artists and their audiences truly connect. The more I listen to Peter Mulvey's songs, the more I'm in awe that I get to present him to a room of people tomorrow night. (And have The Belle Weather in our Pub before him to boot!)
I've had the privilege over these past few months to deal with so many wonderful people sharing their talent, heart and soul with our audiences at the Forst Inn. I might not have created the magic, but creating a space where it can happen feels pretty darn good.
Peter said in an email to me last fall, "So glad you're running a room. Rooms where art happens are the pinnacle of civilization."
Wow. And I get to be part of that?!
It's (really) weird and it's wonderful all at the same time to feel you're doing what you are suppose to be doing at this moment in time. It's so fulfilling to me to be doing something for others with both of the hats I wear. Guess that makes me a good Girl Scout. (Hope you're proud, Mom. lol)
That's what's on my mind tonight - thought I'd toss it out in the cyber-wind. I'm just really perplexed, and yet really grateful for the mysteries of this universe.
(Click the pic to hear Peter perform.)