More, there’s more, there’s always more.

More, there’s more, there’s always more. Drawing Luke Hockley.

More, there’s more, there’s always more. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

The thing about performing is, even when it is magical there is always more.

More to discover. More to learn. More to nurture and cultivate and grow.

This is why it is endlessly fascinating.

Campfire last night was a beautiful thing (of course), I noticed my performance (as host) was particularly playful, light and (I think) effective.

This success raises some really important questions… What did I do that got me there?  How do I visit this place every time, or at least more often?

What’s the magic formula?

Some of this can be known (I think last night was partly about the incredible support I had to run Campfire last night. A couple of mates, Fox and Gar, were there for the set-up and a sing-a-long…this made the world of difference. I realised that for me to really enjoy Campfire the creation of it has to be an act of community.

It just feels more reflective of the thing when it is done that way. It seems obvious, but I have been alone in that preparation/set up time many times. I’ve realised I just don’t want to do this thing in that way.

That’s an important realisation.

I’ve thought a lot about Campfire and my role and how all this works…

There’s always more.



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