"Heard It All Before" - Meiko
I'm in love with Laemmle Playhouse 7. It's my safe haven with a secret trap door into another world, another time, and lost in another person's mind...
somewhere else far away from this mundane routine of Here We Go Again. It's a new experience without the big crowds and Hollywood hype, the high expectations and constant disappointments. It sits quietly next to a beautiful bookstore that I find myself visiting rather frequently like a good neighbor I can't turn down for tea. And I often stay for a second cup.
It's becoming my favorite thing to do on a Saturday evening. When I don't have to answer to anyone on why I'm not with anyone because we're in the dark and I no longer feel the pressure of their judgmental stares. It's the screen's turn to get the attention while I try to sit on the least squeakiest part of a worn, fold-out chair. It's the smell and crunch of popcorn, the sip of soda through a straw, and toned down whispers as the previews start to play.
So, why am I thinking of my dear Laemmle? Well, if I get to this quaint theatre early enough I also get the privilege of listening to Indie artists. On this particular night, Meiko greeted me. She's adorable, isn't she? She brushed passed me with a few songs like "Reasons to Love," but when I didn't notice her she came back again. She scooted up to my ear and said, "Pssst, hey...over here." It was this that played. This one is the one. I wish I could pick things out in love and life just as easily.
It reminds me of the soft summer sun; the moment when it starts to set and the weather slowly simmers down. I use this analogy in my training, but first let me clarify. My job is to help people help others. However, sometimes others try to make it difficult to help them. They come in spewing problem after problem. They focus on what they did wrong. They hate themselves. They're overwhelmed beyond being overwhelmed and all of a sudden we bear a huge burden of carrying a very heavy plate with not much to support the weight. So, back to my analogy...
As people, we often take on more than we can handle. Bill Miller states in his excerpt on Motivational Interviewing, that often times people find themselves walking through a vast meadow filled with thousands of weeds (problems) and a few scattered wildflowers (solutions). There's just too many to choose from and the chances of picking a weed is far greater than a dainty wildflower. However, a part of what I do is to help those who want to help others find more of these wildflowers. I help them come up with clever ways to point it out. I help them create different options to pick them up. So in the end people aren't left with a bunch of useless weeds. They're left with a bouquet of wildflowers that they've always had, but never knew how to get until now.
I guess you could say that I'm finally gathering my own bouquet.
Lyrics:
I'm so tired of staring at the wall
But I know I got to put you down
And I keep trying to make sense of it all
But I can't keep going around and round
And you know me well
You know me better than this
And I can't be sure if you're something I'd miss
Cause I heard it all before
I've heard it all before
I keep finding a little piece of me
Every time we disagree
And your words float like dandelions every other way
I can't keep listening to what you say
Cause I heard it all before
I've heard it all before
And I take everything I can and I'll throw it out the door
Ya, I've heard it all before
I've heard it all before
And I take everything I can but I've heard it all before
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/meiko/hearditallbefore.html
http://www.worldwideradiosummit.com/showcaseartists.php?p=meiko
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/gardening/howtogrow/5757063/Wildflower-meadows-the-waiting-game.html
http://www.waymarking.com/waymarks/WM35ND_Laemmle_Theatre_Playhouse_7__Pasadena_CA
I'm in love with Laemmle Playhouse 7. It's my safe haven with a secret trap door into another world, another time, and lost in another person's mind...
somewhere else far away from this mundane routine of Here We Go Again. It's a new experience without the big crowds and Hollywood hype, the high expectations and constant disappointments. It sits quietly next to a beautiful bookstore that I find myself visiting rather frequently like a good neighbor I can't turn down for tea. And I often stay for a second cup. It's becoming my favorite thing to do on a Saturday evening. When I don't have to answer to anyone on why I'm not with anyone because we're in the dark and I no longer feel the pressure of their judgmental stares. It's the screen's turn to get the attention while I try to sit on the least squeakiest part of a worn, fold-out chair. It's the smell and crunch of popcorn, the sip of soda through a straw, and toned down whispers as the previews start to play.
So, why am I thinking of my dear Laemmle? Well, if I get to this quaint theatre early enough I also get the privilege of listening to Indie artists. On this particular night, Meiko greeted me. She's adorable, isn't she? She brushed passed me with a few songs like "Reasons to Love," but when I didn't notice her she came back again. She scooted up to my ear and said, "Pssst, hey...over here." It was this that played. This one is the one. I wish I could pick things out in love and life just as easily.
It reminds me of the soft summer sun; the moment when it starts to set and the weather slowly simmers down. I use this analogy in my training, but first let me clarify. My job is to help people help others. However, sometimes others try to make it difficult to help them. They come in spewing problem after problem. They focus on what they did wrong. They hate themselves. They're overwhelmed beyond being overwhelmed and all of a sudden we bear a huge burden of carrying a very heavy plate with not much to support the weight. So, back to my analogy...
As people, we often take on more than we can handle. Bill Miller states in his excerpt on Motivational Interviewing, that often times people find themselves walking through a vast meadow filled with thousands of weeds (problems) and a few scattered wildflowers (solutions). There's just too many to choose from and the chances of picking a weed is far greater than a dainty wildflower. However, a part of what I do is to help those who want to help others find more of these wildflowers. I help them come up with clever ways to point it out. I help them create different options to pick them up. So in the end people aren't left with a bunch of useless weeds. They're left with a bouquet of wildflowers that they've always had, but never knew how to get until now.
I guess you could say that I'm finally gathering my own bouquet.
Lyrics:
I'm so tired of staring at the wall
But I know I got to put you down
And I keep trying to make sense of it all
But I can't keep going around and round
And you know me well
You know me better than this
And I can't be sure if you're something I'd miss
Cause I heard it all before
I've heard it all before
I keep finding a little piece of me
Every time we disagree
And your words float like dandelions every other way
I can't keep listening to what you say
Cause I heard it all before
I've heard it all before
And I take everything I can and I'll throw it out the door
Ya, I've heard it all before
I've heard it all before
And I take everything I can but I've heard it all before
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/meiko/hearditallbefore.html
http://www.worldwideradiosummit.com/showcaseartists.php?p=meiko
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/gardening/howtogrow/5757063/Wildflower-meadows-the-waiting-game.html
http://www.waymarking.com/waymarks/WM35ND_Laemmle_Theatre_Playhouse_7__Pasadena_CA
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