Places Everyone
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20070527 Places Everyone
"Places Everyone" is the phrase used by play or movie directors to get everyone into the proper spot for a scene. This phrase can be used every day in our lives. How many times have you been late or early for something - or even completely lost. You believe that you are not in the right spot. It can, in fact, be down right scary to feel completely lost.
Shakespeare wrote "As You Like It" in the 1500's. From that famous play comes the line, "All the world's a stage...." (A copy of this The most fascinating aspect of Shakespeare's plays are all the common sense truths that he identified and immortalized. If it is true that the world is a stage, then it does make sense that we each have our "place" to be for each scene in our lives. So even if we are in the "wrong" place, we are actually in the "right" place.
So where do the stage directions come from? Well, most of the directions come from the choices that we make in our life, even the simple ones such as what food we will eat. The choices dictate who we associate with, what school we attend, where we go to shop, to church, or for recreation. Our choices dictate our friends, enemies, employers, and neighbours. We call the shots in our own movie. Would you want to watch the movie of your life? Would you like to show it to an outside audience?
When you observe the people around you, notice how many of them blame outside forces for where they are in the production called "Life". I did this because .... he, she, you, they, them, my parents, my friends.... made me do this. Wow! This means that that person thinks a whole bunch of people are directing the movie! No wonder some of the scenes look so messed up. Too many people shouting instructions will surely cause misdirection.
Are you in the right place today?
All the world's a stage (from As You Like It 2/7)
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William Shakespeare -All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Your question about whether I am in the right place today really got me thinking about my job, my boyfriend, my life. I really need to make changes. Thanks for putting this out there. Beth
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