For those of you who know me well, you may know that I have a guilty pleasure for listening to bad rap music (sorry mom and dad). I think it's the dancer in me, who knows. So, I was working out today, which by the way is where I have my most profound thoughts, and a song by this hella awesome rapper Maino comes on and he says in one of his lyrics (those of you who know it, sing along) "...mad that I finally done made it, take a look and you can tell, that I'm destined for greatness. Tell me what do you see, when you looking at me? Who I'm mission to be, what I'm destined to be..." I got to thinking about what he means by "making it." These thoughts probably also stem from my high powered weekend full of events.
Brian and the Jonas Brothers! were in Boston for the past few days. Courtesy of my favorite, the one and only Brian Samuelson, I as well as privledged family members and friends were blessed to hold onto a purple laminent with the famous JB logo pinned to the front of it. Now, to be clear, in "tour world" (as I think the experience of this weekend can best be described), these laminents grant those who hold them access to all that is restricted to the 30,000 some odd other fans swarming the premises of the concert venue. Needless to say, and I think all those in attendance this weekend can agree with me, that it is an all mighty powerful feeling to hold one of these prized, purple, all access passes. For many moments during the weekend, I almost felt as if, and like I could be, a part of it all.
As the show days progressed, I was able to see all the work that Brian does on a daily basis (also, for anyone wondering, the photo displayed here is credit to Brian and also posted to the band's direct website :) ). The days included meeting the gorgeous and bubbly American Idol winner, Jordin Sparks, the up and coming opening band, Honor Society, hanging out with Jordin's hilarious, down to earth, passionate drum player and watching the pop Jonas sensations eat dinner and play ping pong. The funniest part? It felt so normal, as if I were meeting real live human beings! I couldn't wrap my head around the whole thing; how human and real these people we create to be larger than life actually were.
As I sat in third row, watching Jordin perform and watching the drummer, Mike, who we had hung out with days earlier for an entire night, I was completely blown away by their passion and committment to their craft. I got to thinking: I wonder if in their minds, when they are in front of those 30,000 people sharing their passion, they ever think "Wow. I've made it. This is it."
Everyone has childhood dreams. Whether it be to be the best health care provider in the nation, the next top executive, the next President of the United States, the next Michael Jackson, or becoming america's next teen pop sensation. For some of us, we dream to be famous dancers, to meet famous movie stars, to become a famous photographer, to contribute to finding a cure for cancer, end world hunger, or create world peace. Maino (mentioned above) dreamed of being a rapper, Martin Luther King had a dream for a better world, Obama has a dream to turn our country around. Who was that teen idol you dreamt of meeting? For some little girls, it's the Jonas Brothers and for some little boys, now much older, it was to meet Brutus the Barber Beefcake, the famous wrestler, who by no stroke of luck I was also able to meet this weekend (and I'm pretty sure he made many grown men's dreams this weekend as well when he handed out signed color glossy shots of himself at the Garden).
Ok, ok, so the point, Hallie. My point is, everyone has a dream. And for a brief moment this weekend, I was amongst those who have made it happen for themselves and created the environment to display their passion to the world. My question to you: what is your dream? What keeps you lying awake at night, dreaming of the day you might be able to become that well known "insert dream here?" When do you, or have you, said to yourself, "I have truly made it?"
Once you know what that dream is, create it. Go out and reach for it. And when you get there, make sure you say to yourself "Self, I've made it."
Brian and the Jonas Brothers! were in Boston for the past few days. Courtesy of my favorite, the one and only Brian Samuelson, I as well as privledged family members and friends were blessed to hold onto a purple laminent with the famous JB logo pinned to the front of it. Now, to be clear, in "tour world" (as I think the experience of this weekend can best be described), these laminents grant those who hold them access to all that is restricted to the 30,000 some odd other fans swarming the premises of the concert venue. Needless to say, and I think all those in attendance this weekend can agree with me, that it is an all mighty powerful feeling to hold one of these prized, purple, all access passes. For many moments during the weekend, I almost felt as if, and like I could be, a part of it all.
As the show days progressed, I was able to see all the work that Brian does on a daily basis (also, for anyone wondering, the photo displayed here is credit to Brian and also posted to the band's direct website :) ). The days included meeting the gorgeous and bubbly American Idol winner, Jordin Sparks, the up and coming opening band, Honor Society, hanging out with Jordin's hilarious, down to earth, passionate drum player and watching the pop Jonas sensations eat dinner and play ping pong. The funniest part? It felt so normal, as if I were meeting real live human beings! I couldn't wrap my head around the whole thing; how human and real these people we create to be larger than life actually were.
As I sat in third row, watching Jordin perform and watching the drummer, Mike, who we had hung out with days earlier for an entire night, I was completely blown away by their passion and committment to their craft. I got to thinking: I wonder if in their minds, when they are in front of those 30,000 people sharing their passion, they ever think "Wow. I've made it. This is it."
Everyone has childhood dreams. Whether it be to be the best health care provider in the nation, the next top executive, the next President of the United States, the next Michael Jackson, or becoming america's next teen pop sensation. For some of us, we dream to be famous dancers, to meet famous movie stars, to become a famous photographer, to contribute to finding a cure for cancer, end world hunger, or create world peace. Maino (mentioned above) dreamed of being a rapper, Martin Luther King had a dream for a better world, Obama has a dream to turn our country around. Who was that teen idol you dreamt of meeting? For some little girls, it's the Jonas Brothers and for some little boys, now much older, it was to meet Brutus the Barber Beefcake, the famous wrestler, who by no stroke of luck I was also able to meet this weekend (and I'm pretty sure he made many grown men's dreams this weekend as well when he handed out signed color glossy shots of himself at the Garden).
Ok, ok, so the point, Hallie. My point is, everyone has a dream. And for a brief moment this weekend, I was amongst those who have made it happen for themselves and created the environment to display their passion to the world. My question to you: what is your dream? What keeps you lying awake at night, dreaming of the day you might be able to become that well known "insert dream here?" When do you, or have you, said to yourself, "I have truly made it?"
Once you know what that dream is, create it. Go out and reach for it. And when you get there, make sure you say to yourself "Self, I've made it."
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