I’ve been asked by quite a few people about my ‘man trip’ to Colorado this past March. They want to know what did I learn… what did I figure out.
I’ve had some time to reflect on what I think I got out of it… what can help me in my life and the life of my family. I think I’ve given the same answer when asked but the past week I’ve confirmed it. I don’t care… wait, I do care. That’s the problem. So, since when did caring become a problem? For me, it’s been an ongoing ‘problem’.
You see (yes, when someone writes “you see” you can tell it’s gonna be a long blog post)– back to it– I live in a cool little town in TN called Thompson’s Station. It’s small but we are close to Franklin and only 25 mins south of Nashville. In this town we have an amazing creative community, one that is friendly yet the most judgmental clan I’ve ever seen. Me included.
Why does that matter? This is where the caring comes in. I want my friends, cohorts, partners, acquaintances and the such to like me. Why??? I can tell you that one of my needs in this world is affirmation. I like affirmation. Some people could care less about affirmation because they have other needs- like needs to be left alone and in the dark. I don’t know what everyone else needs but mine is affirmation. I LOVE it when a client or friend is happy with something I’ve done… it’s what keeps me rolling.
For too long I’ve worried about what I do as a ‘job’. I went to Belmont got a music degree. I’ve worked with multi platinum artists. I’ve had many songs on major TV shows and networks. I’ve written music for indie films. I launched one of the first all digital labels and got recognition from Wired magazine and now I run a very successful marketing company that is busting at the seams and am having to turn away work… why am I worried about what people think of me? Good question.
I think saying I don’t care anymore is an over statement. I do care. I like people. I love hanging out and meeting new people and making new friends… I really do and I’m not talking about virtual people. Let me get back to the ‘creative’ community that I find myself in. It’s cool to like Coldplay, Mute Math & Muse. I like those bands but they aren’t my favorite. It’s cool to be in a modern church doing modern things with Jesus. For me, a simple church where I can connect with real people who are doing real life is fine. It’s cool to eat healthy and hang out in coffee shops. For me, I prefer bars with wings and beer.
I guess I feel like Twitter and the other ‘social’ networks have opened these doors that we are wondering ‘do I measure up?’. I’ve found myself not tweeting something because of what I fear people may think is ‘uncool’. Who decides what is cool anyway? Certainly not me.
Wait, wait, wait! Who the heck am I talking about here? No one specific. I just realized that I wanted people to like me and know that I get to do cool stuff… maybe if you know this you’ll like me? That’s the part I’m talking about. So in Colorado I decided to be more real. To like what I like and be bold to say that I don’t like coffee. Nope, I don’t. Go figure.
So here’s to being real. Respecting others and their accomplishments. Being friendly to others and most of all–accepting others whether I agree or not. Did I just write a speech for the next Miss America pageant?
Much love friends…