What Can I Do?
For half of us, it has been one long dark night this week.
I ask myself: what can I, personally, do?
Should I stop doing all the things I now spend my time on, and see how I can devote myself to becoming actively, productively, engaged?
Meaning, should I cease my "frivolous" pursuits--my steady movie-watching and music-listening, my hours spent piano-playing, my therapeutic activity of drawing, and all my vain little scribbling on the impossibly oceanic subject of art?
My head says, "Yes--in the grand scheme of things, these are pretty frivolous activities..."
But my heart says, "Wait a second--don't you see? You do what you are."
And what I am, when it comes down to it, is someone who believes that art, in all its many wonderful forms, makes life worth living.
Art embraces and includes all--humanity, truth, beauty, God, the cosmos.
So one might say that the passion for art is a worthwhile calling.
Something more than frivolity.