Almost three years ago, to the day, I began putting out a series of videos called My Last Words. That’s how it began. Not long after, the series morphed into Not My Last Words. For obvious reasons.
The idea was to produce and post one video every day for 90 days. I pulled it off!
But, as is the case in these matters, not all of you got to see these. And here on “One Continuous Take/The Ben Museum,” I have the perfect platform to trot out these gems again. They’ve already been in the public eye, technically speaking, but if you haven’t seen them (any or all,) well, then they are new to you.
So I begin, again. On a Monday. I’ve always thought of Monday as the beginning of the week. I know many argue that Sunday is the first day of the week. I understand. But I grew up in a non-religious household in a Capitalist culture. Work and money were our gods, our driving motivators in this world. So Monday was Day One to get out there and make hay.
I’ve not been much of a Capitalist myself. I do enjoy the comforts, because I was lucky enough to be born into a family with a workaholic dad who provided very well for us. But that drive to earn money was not there for me. I mean, sometimes it was, in a way. But my motivator, honestly, was approval seeking, trying to get you to love me, adore me, if possible. Sometimes money came with those strivings, mostly not. It was a painful way to live. I knew something was off with me, in comparison to what the media unceasingly tried to sell me on what my life was supposed to be all about. I had some learning to do. Unlearning, that is.
In the middle of my life, at age 35, my first marriage ended and I came face to face with some serious liabilities in my beliefs and ways of doing things. I am so grateful to have found motivation in spiritual matters. That actually started happening before I turned 35, and it included becoming a regular participant in going to a church on Sundays. I still saw Sunday as the last day of the week. But I can see how Sunday could mark a new beginning as well.
Actually, for today, I see every day as a new day, a new beginning. In fact, the only day there is is today. I love that.
So here is a day of another new beginning. A new series of videos that, three years ago, launched a new beginning of their own. Funny, I feel excited to put these out again. It’s almost as if they are new again. I’m not committed to releasing them daily, but I am committed to putting them out there again, especially to you who have shown interest in this platform. Please let me know what you think. I do appreciate the irony in speaking of new beginnings with a series of videos entitled My Last Words. Yes, the ol’ Grim Reaper did have an influence on the title, and topic, but, look: Isn’t it interesting how Life and Death come together in today’s post? Could it be that we're engaged in “The Circle of Life”?
Hakuna Matata, baby.
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