Wake up

“When you are inspired by some great purpose, some extraordinary project, all your thoughts break their bonds: Your mind transcends limitations, your consciousness expands in every direction, and you find yourself in a new, great, and wonderful world. Dormant forces, faculties and talents become alive, and your discover yourself to be a greater person by far than you ever dreamed yourself to be.” – Patanjali

Over the past several years, I have found that getting involved in a social project helps wake me from my dormant winter mood.

While I’d often like to sleep away the winter months as a grumpy cave-confined grizzly bear, this isn’t what I mean when I say I’m awake. I’m talking the kind of awake that heightens your emotions, your soul, your spirit.

In these frigid months, I tend to fall into emotional slumber. This time of year, it’s just simply too easy to just flip that switch into emotional autopilot.

Either way, Ill be the first to admit, I’ve been sleeping lately.

Until this week, it had been many months since my last good cry. Weeks since I’d had anything other than a superficial conversation. And it seemed like ages since I’d laughed so hard I cried.

I like to think I’m alive because of them – the kind of people who cant help but be awake and alive – the artists.

I’ve landed myself a role in an upcoming production by the Mission Theatre Company, which has led to plenty of time spent in the company of theatrical artists.

I’m sure one finds similar love for life in many other areas, whether it be art, church, nature, or any other thing worthy of passion.

I’m not exactly sure how to explain this kind of awakening to one who has yet to experience it. It’s a bit of a natural high, but it’s so much more. It’s loving life and feeling all the emotions one possibly can.

It’s spending all day talking about philosophy. Its sobering up to find out how amazing life can be. Its laughing until you cry over an inside joke. It’s opening your heart to the possibilities you didn’t even believe existed.

Somehow, the artists get it naturally. Maybe it’s the way they see the world. Maybe it’s the creative outlook on things many of us see as only mundane daily routines. Maybe the beat of life just pounds harder in their souls.

So, why wouldn’t everyone want to find this heightened consciousness?

It hurts too. It means crying with a friend who has had trouble conceiving. It means fearing what your elderly grandma’s surgery might do to her. It means opening your heart, knowing it might end up crushed again.

It means feeling all the pain with the joy. It means coming to terms with who you have become, why you are who you are, and what that means for your future.

But its so much better than sleeping.

Wake up – a glorious world is waiting.