Reminder For This Sunday's Life Changing Experience with Gay Hendricks:
Perks, Jetlag, Life As A Pretend Movie Star & The Deets For Sunday
Hello from London,
I am currently on set here with Henry for Mission Impossible 8. Life is just weird, isn’t it? oLet’s embrace the weirdness, the magic, the love, the tough times too (even though it’s sometimes super shitty and feels like an impossible mission to embrace tough times.) See what I did there? (What a nerd.)
As I reread this in the car on the way back to the hotel, I see a typo already and I’m gonna leave it because it makes it sound like an ode. (“O let’s embrace….”)
Listen: I’m notorious for typos. For having paint on my hands, hair, clothes. For not asking to see a picture before it gets posted on whatever social media (I truly don’t care, unless I’m like on the toilet, which would be really weird and why would you have a picture of that?)
So, don’t @ me (as the kids say, or, used to say) about typos. I’m too busy beauty hunting to worry about being perfect. (Fuck perfect.)
But let’s embrace all of it. You in, fellow weirdo?
I’ve spent the last three days on set and what a miraculous thing movie making is. I am in awe of the teamwork- it reminds me so much of how I aim to live my own life. With the principles of The I Got You Effect. Everyone here is vital to the project and is a necessary piece of the puzzle that ends up being the film. It’s a well-oiled machine and it truly, truly takes a village. I feel humbled to get to experience art being created in this way, as it is something I know so little about. It was like getting to peek behind the curtain.
I think of all the years I half-heartedly pretended to be an actor; or rather: wished.
Maybe I wished? I don’t think I actually ever really wanted it. I can tell you that none of these people here are half-hearting anything.
I don’t half-heart anything in my life these days and that Is my true north, as it were, that I am indeed following my heart sight (I made this term up last week and find myself giddy with how it seems to represent so much of what I’ve been trying to find a word for.) The fact that I no longer half-heart or half-ass anything means I am listening (finally) to my inner GPS, to my knowing, and, to my want.
How dare we listen to our own wants? And then have the nerve to go get it?
Ha. Did you think that was me asking you that? Nope.
That is the voice of: patriarchy and bullshit mores and nonsensical should’s and capitalism and all the lies we’ve been sold and bought and perhaps our own Inner Asshole’s voice or or our Aunt Sally in Delaware or some random troll named @LoveLight1981trump24 on Instagram, who has a private account and zero followers.) I hope you acknowledge your want. I hope you listen to your gut. I hope you follow your impulses, as my beloved Katie Hendricks would say. I hope you live into the weirdness. I hope you live in love and with love and from love. I hope you are nervy enough to go after what you desire, what you hunger for, what you are. I hope you realize that you get to. (I’m going to say it: you get to have this.)
So much of this way of being (for lack of a better way to put it, I’ll call it the No Longer Half-Assing Shit way of being; or if you prefer a “positive,” we can call it the Whole-Assing or Whole-Hearted way of being) was taught to me by Katie and Gay Hendricks. In particular, by how they live their life. They model this in all they do, say, are. If it isn’t a full body yes for them-as they call it- then it’s a no. A no without explanation or justification. (I find women especially struggle with this. Ask me how I know.)
They walk their talk and live what they teach/write. I aim to spend my time with people who do this as often as I can.
Anyway, watching a movie being made reminded of this because I witnessed people coming together to create a whole entity. (If you saw Mission Impossible 7: Dead Reckoning, you’ll see my little nod to it right there with the entity.) I stood in awe of people doing what they love. (I know we’ve been sold that that is a privilege but I invite you to consider that. To challenge that. At least a little.)
Is it a privilege to do what you love?
Please notice I did not say “to get paid to do what you love.” You might’ve unconsciously read it that way, but read the sentence again as I wrote it. Or: as Henry just said to me in the car: “to be what/who you love.”
Boom. Then there’s that.
Just some food for thought for Friday night or morning or whatever time or day it is wherever you are.
I have lots to say on this but we have to leave set now and sit in London traffic which rivals LA traffic and so I will come back to you but I want to leave us all with a sprinkling of magical fairy dust that falls off people who are connected to their passion, who allow themselves to be authentically themselves, who dare to create art.
Here: take some for yourself. There’s enough for all of us.
I will send another note out later, (so I say but jet lag has its beastly hands all over me. GET OFF ME, JET LAG!!)
I wanted to make sure to get you the link for Sunday’s shenanigans with the one and only Gay Hendricks. It will be via zoom and will be recorded if you miss the live. I also want to give you the chance to upgrade to being a paid subscriber because I have lots of amazingness planned for us Proof of Lifers. Or, help someone who can’t swing it financially and donate a subscription? We get, we give, we get, we give, and so on and so forth. It’s how we roll here. The IGYE. (The I Got You Effect.)
I swear if I don’t mess up with the time zone differences I will be giving myself a f*cking medal. California is always eight hours behind the UK (or so I thought) but alas, Daylight Savings has not occurred here yet, so I am, in fact, seven hours ahead.
The details are below. Yes, behind the paywall. Also, I will announce the next special perk soon, as well as give you all a discount code for my next ALLOW writing workshop, which will take place on April 20th.
Perks, perks, perks.
Get ready for your life to expand this Sunday: YOUR BIG LEAP YEAR with Gay Hendricks. March 17th at 10 am pst/1 p est.
Your big what? Leap.
What size? Big.
Whose? Yours.
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Except you, jet lag. You’re a ratfink bastard.
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