What’s the Buzz? Time to Fire your “Bored” of Directors
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What's the Buzz" covers what's happening, what might be happening, and what should be happening in the opinion of the author.
Eleanor Cade Busby is an unpublished award-winning writer, photographer and blogger & simply loves writing about herself in third person.She published this absolutely all true bio.
Busby grew up all over New England,a preacher's kid who set out to destroy every single stereotype about a "Minister's Daughter."
She attended Goddard College, The Rhode Island Conservatory of Music and The School of Life, majoring in everything she could stuff into her head. She once had her own office and a red stapler. Her employees learned quickly never to touch it.
Much of her very long life has been spent on or back-stage at theaters. She penned a couple of plays, directed many more and acted in scores of productions. She's done it all except hanging lighting. You can't make her climb a ladder.
She won awards locally & nationally for social services and customer care. Most recently she was awarded the PEN/Toni and James C. Goodale Freedom of Expression Courage Award along with 3 million of her closest personal friends for "galvanizing a potent global movement to resist infringements on the rights and dignity of women and many other groups."
Busby has been a theater, art and dance reviewer and commentator for several publications, including CRACKED magazine.
Opinionated, obstinate, much-abused, and under-appreciated, she believes that if it isn't funny or relevant, it isn't worth it.
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Especially now, when we are all feeling a little out of sorts-- it is time to put the "Bored" of Directors on a bus and send them off a pier. They live in your head free of charge- except the damage it does to you. Evict them. We all have a Bored of Directors. (That was not a spelling error.) This imaginary panel of critics weighs on our lives and I, for one, am bored listening to them. Sometimes these people who live in our heads are helpful. “Don’t touch that hot stove." “Look both ways before you cross the street."
More often they are a group of the most insistent nags we have known throughout life. Their job seems to be to annoy, second guess and create doubt about, well, everything we do.
Usually the “Bored” has an Executive Director. "That will go on your permanent record.” Someone was actually worried about that the other day, a grown woman who was worried about her record. What? Are you going to get an F in life because of some invisible record? Are they going to throw you out of class? (Here’s a clue: no one gets out alive.)
On my bus there is Auntie Mary. She always liked to sweep her hand over her brow with great drama. She wore black every day in case someone died. "Only by suffering do we get into heaven." Joy, you see, is irresponsible.
There is Great Aunt Bertha; “Always wear clean underwear in case you get in an accident and have to go to the hospital." (I don't know about you, but I'm pretty sure that mine wouldn't be spotless if I was in an accident.) Or Uncle Frank; “It’s a good thing you are smart and can get a job someday; too bad you are not as pretty as your sister.”
That choir director told you that you couldn’t sing, the coach made you sit on the bench; “You are too clumsy to play, sit there and you won’t get hurt.” They all just love to chime in.
These Directors hang around waiting for us to screw up and then they all line up to toss in their two cents. It’s a Greek Chorus of Naysayers. "What are THEY going to say?" Really, the only thing worse than the Bored of Directors chiming in is what THEY (the magic invisible they) might say or think.
I decided my Bored of Directors needed a field trip. Here’s how you do it with yours.
Put them all on a short bus and you get to drive. Your second grade teacher, your coaches, the lady at church who always said something mean, be sure to put ALL of them on the bus. They may try to start up but just say “Don’t make me turn this bus around." Make sure they are seated nicely, belt them in.
Then do your speech. "Today I will not wear clean underwear. I may not make my bed and I might leave dishes in the sink when I go to bed." Then drive the short bus to someplace you love and imagine them all singing the "Wheels on the Bus."
Or if it is time for them to go for good as my dear friend Ida Senerchia- Zecco says “Get them all in the bus. Drive the bus to a deep river with a sharp, reclining bank. Ask passengers to stay seated. Put the bus in neutral at the edge of the bank. You jump out and shut the door. Watch bus roll into the deep river. Wait until bus is completely submerged. Wait 10 more minutes, turn and walk away. Smile. Never drive a bus again.”
Go ahead: fire your Bored of Directors and be kind to yourself. The peace and quiet is wonderful. You deserve it.
I quoted from Ida Senerchia-Zecco Find out more about this delightful performer and educator at www.idazecco.com Music soothes the soul, Ida’s voice is like a kiss on the cheek when you need one.
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