Thinking Out Loud

June 23, 2013

Backstage

Filed under: character, writing — Tags: , , , , , , , — paulthinkingoutloud @ 11:11 am

Awhile ago, my oldest son wrote a piece that continues to be one of this blog’s top ten posts for traffic; so it seemed only fair to have you meet my youngest son…

the part nobody sees

Backstage

by Aaron Wilkinson

Every now and then I have a dream that changes the way I see myself. It’s like when I fall asleep and stop trying to overthink the world my subconscious mind gets a chance to offer a new interpretation or understanding of something I’ve been entirely blind to. Recently, there has been one in particular that I keep remembering.

I’m on stage. In a play. The audience is every friend, every acquaintance, every person I have ever met or interacted with at all. Being my egotistical self, I was playing the main character. The audience ‘ooh’ed and ‘aah’ed and gasped and laughed as I recited my lines and went through the motions with precision and artistry. The performance ended. Standing ovation. Myself and the other faceless actor’s bowed. After the curtain closed I stepped through the curtain and invited my friends backstage.

Suddenly the expressions of awe and admiration were replaced with confusion and disappointment. Some went backstage. Others just left. The ones that did inspected the scene and the props. They spoke with the other actors. Then I approached a group of them that were my closest friends. They introduced themselves. They had no idea who I was and no interest in finding out. Then I woke up in tears.

I think the moral of the story if fairly obvious. I don’t actually believe that no one knows who I really am but I believe that I often make that knowledge hard to achieve. I get scared of what people will think of me when I’m not ‘performing’. When there’s no objective, no expectation, and no script what’s left of me? How much of what people know of me is a character I play or an imposter I’m unaware of?

How often do I invite people backstage? How often do you? The tagline for this blog is ‘a library of unfinished works’. Some of my friends will know that I love the idea of what I call ‘thoughts without conclusions’. Just bouncing ideas and asking questions for the purpose of figuring out what we don’t know. Seeing what we still need to see. Recognizing what is still unfamiliar. With that in mind I’m still trying to figure out the answer to the questions: what is backstage and how can I let people in there more often.

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2 Comments »

  1. Excellent Post! You speak for a lot of people in your age bracket.

    I was the same back then (teens thru to early 20′s) – I was only comfortable or ‘high’ when I was in ‘show’ mode. The real me, the backstage me sucked – at being Christian, at being authentic, at being holy. The ‘egotistical self’ was the safer self … and then everything collapsed because that was just (and can only ever be) a thin shell of what we’re meant to be. God ran to me one day years later and rescued me, once again. I’m sure I’ll be rescued many more times throughout my remaining days as well. He is faithful.

    Keep up your writing Aaron. Very few words with a very full and valuable message. Well done. Well said.
    FR

    Comment by flagrantregard — June 24, 2013 @ 2:55 pm

  2. I can understand why it attracts a lot of traffic.
    Short, easy to read, holds the attention – and most importantly, presents a challenge.

    Comment by meetingintheclouds — June 27, 2013 @ 5:59 pm


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