...Being Good (at, for, to...)

Hello All!
So the beach is such a funny place to go sometimes. It is the one place in the city where anyone can go-reguardless of social class, economic and racial backgrounds, size, shape and color- and simply marvel at the phonomena of the place where water meets land. People frolic, burn, play, laugh run, swim, show-off, build things and get nekked ALL at this one concentrated piont. It really amazes me. Every time I go I laugh at some Thing that someone does, weather a little naked boy doing everything within his power to cover himself enitrely in sand, or a little girl yelling at me "queRicoElAgua" or the lady whos thong is almost entirely covered by the REST of her... It never ceases to entertain and giggle me. Thanks, Beach.
I´ve been thinking a lot about this whole thing of "being good" and what that means. I remember I was in a dance piece (with Joy French) one time, and she discussed the mundane-ness of "good". Have a Good day, read a Good book, I´m Good today, we have a Good relationship... Things of that sort. But, what got me thinking, is that what if being good is good enough? And is it really?
We have talked in my theatre class (which I will share a story about in a minute) about what it means to be an actor, etc... And he was saying that in order to truly succeed, you need to pick something, and make it your best- refine, polish and craft it to where you are the only expert in that specific field. This struck a chord in my soul instrument because I am still trying to find out what exactly it is (or what I want it to be) that I am REALLY Good at. Like, MY specialty, MY thing, My very best. I am a good dancer, a good friend, a good listener, a good student, and a good person for the planet, but where does good get better?
After much thinking, and trying to maybe focus my "goodness" into one specific area or specialty, I realized that maybe I don´t need to. Maybe I can just work on being the best human I can possibly be- for myself for others (friends, family and lovers) for the planet and for the general well-being of every creature with whom we share this space. So that´s it. Thats My thing. Being a good human. Which doesn´t necesairly mean being a Perfect Human (anyone close to me can tell MANY stories of Celine Fucking Up...) but a Good one. Because in our imperfections lie lessons and wisdom. Within our mistakes lie realizations, and within our failures lie other roads to new and different places. So really, life Is perfect, simply because we live within it to figure it out however we see fit. However fucked up we get, or wherever these lines of chaos take us- there we are. And in those moments we should be happy, we should be free, and we should make them the best places for us to be, simply because we are there and we are Good.
So, thats a little bable for ya, and now time for a story about my theatre class yesterday, which I am very proud of :)...
Sometimes in Theatre we listen to the Profe babble for a but about drama, action, gestres vs. movements, etc... And he always makes a point to incorporate the gringas (there are about 6 of us) into the class bt either cracking light jokes at us, or asking if we understood the jokes he just cracked at the others. So, yesterday we played an improv game where two people- guy and girl- got up, and just improved a skit. No premisses or anything- just improv. So, a few people had gone, and I was feeling balsy, and raised my hand to go next. I went up to the front of the room, and the Prof. picked my partner who is a guy with some very apparent acting skills. Before we went, he turned the lights off to breathe, concentrate and get ready to act. So I breathed, concentrated, and then proceded to do one of the things I do Best- perform. The skit went like this:
him "Hey, lets go to this party it will be so much fun, I can see it now... Empenadas, blah blah blah-" *All in Spanish, keep in mind...*
Me (holding my stomach in apparent pain) "no, no I can´t. I can´t go..."
Him "but, but why not? It will be so much fun and-"
Me "No! Seriously, Do you not remember what happened last night?"
H- (chuckling a bit) "well, kinda.... but, hey, don´t be upset, I mean we had fun, eh?"
(He reaches to put his hand on my shoulder and I shrug it off)
He then procedes to try and get me to warm up, saying something along the lines of "just come, it will be fun, we can dance..." And I was still being cold
Me-"No, poh. Its just that I can´t trust you anymore. Not after what happened..."
Him- "But we had so much fun! I mean, the first time, the Second time-"
Me- "yea, that second time!? What was that all about?!"
Him-"sorry, what bothered you?''"
Me- "Its just that. I just don´t like animals."
Scene. With that, my partner soon went into laughing hysterics, along with the rest of the class. The Prof was impressed, adn I think I earned some brownie points for Gringas everywhere. It was great to just get up there and do it! And I felt very wonderful afterward. It is so important to be able to have another energy when trying to create something. Both parties have to be comitted not to a goal, but to a form. To creating some kind of maliable form which can be interpreted and processed on many different levels.


Al right, time to go watch the Chile Ecuador game now. Thanks for reading. I hope you´re being and staying "good" :) Love you all.
Chau!