You’re quite a lot to deal with. So persistent, and non-yeilding, yet your lessons remain true, again and again.
You see, the world has gotten to a place now where so many people have forgotten you. Our world, our media, our smart phones, our TV ads for “EVERYTHING YOU WANT- RIGHT NOW!” can cause us to forget about you, Patience.
I’ve been doing yoga almost everyday now for about 6 months… why am I not a sculpted Adonis yet? Why hasn’t this load of dedicated time brought my energy levels back to kindergarten levels? Why do I still feel tired some days? I thought it would all be better by now…
But, alas, Patience, you are here patiently waiting until I calm down to quietly remind me that “this is not an overnight process. Everything good is happening, and it’s all coming. Just be patient.”
It’s amazing to me that at 39 years old, this is still such a hard lesson for me to learn. But Thank you Patience once again for your lessons.
I had a funny thought about the last snow of the season…
When you’re the first snow of the season, you’re greeted with awe and wonder. I was up in Idaho when we saw the first snowfall with my son Taiyo, and it was almost as if it was “magical!” “Oh! The First Snow of the season! Wow! How beautiful!”
But when you’re the last snow of the season, especially in a place where maybe it stopped snowing for a while, and people thought they were done with snow… then it snows one last time… that last snow of the season doesn’t get such a warm welcome. “I’m so ready to be done with snow!” “I can’t wait till the snow’s gone.” “Bah! Curse this snow!”
Those poor little snow flakes- they’re just as beautiful as the first snowflakes, they just got a bad time slot. They lost the lottery for placement in the big Snow Show, so their display of snowy wonderment was booed off the stage, simply because they were last.
So let’s give the Last Snow of the big Snow Show a break- give them a little love too.
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It’s amazing to me how different “the same” show can be every night.
Being on tour, we are playing, at least on paper, the same show, every night. But it never feels exactly the same. For myself, it’s not so much the specific events, or notes that get played that are so different. It’s how different it can feel.
Now, I’m very focused right now on getting myself in good shape. Mainly through yoga. Yoga focuses on alignment of the body, and symmetric movement, as well as breath, energy flow, and a clam state of mind. The Blue Man show by nature (at least for drummers) is a very asymmetric show. It’s very right hand and right foot driven. That’s just the way the parts are written, as well as the way a traditional drum set is designed. The way the hands cross over for the Hi Hat/Snare Drum combo, and the fact that the right foot plays the largest drum on the entire kit, while the left foot plays a dainty pair of light weight cymbals. That’s a very different workload. (more…)
Arriving in a new city…
What time is it? Where’s the hotel? How long are we staying here? How many bags should I bring in? What room am I in? Where’s my room key? Where are the elevators? Is the bus going to stay here, or is it going away? Here’s my room. Where’s the light? Where’s the thermostat, or is it a window unit? Where’s the bathroom? Where do I put my bags? Should I unpack or just leave my stuff in the suitcases? Is there a refrigerator? Microwave? Are there any outlets I can access to plug in my phone? How bout the computer? Is there wifi here? How do I log on? Will this just stay connected, or does it turn off every time it goes idle? What time is it? What day is it? Is there space to do yoga on the floor? Does this window open? I’d sure love some fresh air… Does this hotel have coin laundry? Where are the stairs? Where’s the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign? Should I make something to eat, or go try to find something? What time is it? I wonder if anyone else is out n about? Any places to eat around here? I wonder what there is to do around here? What time is it? Do we have a show today? What time is our next call time? Where’s the theater? Are we taking a bus, or walking there? Where’s the backstage door? Where’s the stage? Where are the dressing rooms? Where’s the bathroom? Where are my in-ears? Where’s my costume? Where are my shoes? How do we get to the front of house? What time is sound check? Is the zither working today? Where’s the green room? Anything else I should know?
…then it’s Time to Start the show…
ahh. I know where I am.
…where are we going next?
How about an avocado, basil pepper chicken sandwich on toasted Multi-grain bread with grape tomatoes, olive oil mayo, and pesto spread!
The chicken was precooked and flavored from Findlay Market. Got the hand made pesto spread there too!
Findlay Market is a farmer’s market type place, close to downtown Cinci, that’s open 6 days a week! It’s really great, with lots of local produce, meats, and on-site bakeries, spiceries, etc… It’s where I did the majority of my shopping here in Cinci.
I’m gonna miss you Findlay!
I’m rion smith, and this is my site- my place to say what’s on my mind, and share with anyone who’s interested, all the different aspects of my life.
I’m currently a full-time drummer for Blue Man Group Orlando.
I’m also husband to my beautiful wife, Yuki, and Papa to our awesome kid Taiyo (pronounced tie – yo, as in, “you must wear a tie, yo!”)
I’m an artist, world traveler, and I’m currently working on creating my own music, and actively uploading new stuff to YouTube: riondrum on YouTube
So this is the place I hope to share bits and pieces of all these things, and where I feel like I can take some time and get deep with the stuff that’s on my mind- life, drums, philosophy, family, and how all these things somehow come together to make up my life.
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