When in Rome.....
When we got to Atlanta, I jumped in with both feet. Before you knew it, we were flying with new found friends and family at Circus Arts Institute, I was rolling with a new BJJ family at X3 Sports, Skye went from TKD to kickboxing and we both were getting our yoga fix, also at X3.
Cindy was on her sixth show in Atlanta, and thus her Georgia crew was far more her regular crew than had existed anywhere else for the better part of a decade.
We would spend New Year's Eve at Barcelona, the restaurant literally a stone's throw away from our condo, but not before hanging out with our new "burner" family over at Art of Such and Such, which fittingly, is who I will be camping with at my first expedition out to Burning Man.
Our community is committed to a radically participatory ethic. We believe that transformative change, whether in the individual or in society, can occur only through the medium of deeply personal participation. We achieve being through doing. Everyone is invited to work. Everyone is invited to play. We make the world real through actions that open the heart.
Running with Bulls, Swimming with Sharks
When I was working on the movie, Legend of Zorro, there was a running of the bulls in San Miguel Allende. Of course I was going to do it, what surprised me was that I couldn't get anybody on the film crew to join me.
I went it alone and had a blast and I don't regret it one bit. It's called Sanmiguelada, and it was cancelled after going for 33 years the year after I did it.
No regrets on that one.
I jumped into frigid water in the bay of San Francisco to "Escape from Alcatraz". It took me hours to regain feeling in my hands and feet, but what a story I had.
I have just about always jumped right in with participation, from being the main home-school parent, the dad, amongst a crowd that is 99.9% female, to coaching Skye's basketball team and soccer team, to being the Vice-President of the Set Decorator's Society, and on and on.
I want to live life to the fullest.
I did judo on the island of Saint Martin even though I didn't speak French and had never done judo. For that matter I did judo in Majorca, Catalan was more foreign to me than French. I've run a marathon in Death Valley and climbed to the top of the Sears Tower, even though that's not it's official name anymore.
I eat the local food.
I jump into the culture.
I am not afraid to look foolish. There's not time enough in life.
When I was in my early twenties, I was a clown at children's parties. I was also a living Christmas tree, for an ornament store on Rodeo Drive. I've dressed up as Big Bird and tested obstacle courses for TV shows that pre-date Wipe-Out by 20 years.
To be continued......