All the world is indeed a stage, and we the brave players on it. We come here to perform dramatic roles in this temporal play – this story of love and love lost. We strut and fret our hours, trying and falling, only to get back up again. It is a rough play, but these scenes are only temporary. And we perform them so that we might grow.
We are Shakespeare’s shadows, here to act out all the radiant facets of love.
Ultimately, love is life, just as it was for Shakespeare. The Bard of Avon, whoever he really was, showed us the human condition. With genius and art, he played out all of its passion – from tragic lows to uplifting highs, from violence to humor and embarrassment. And best of all, life’s sublime exquisite blessings.
But eventually, as Shakespeare wrote in The Tempest, all of this drama does end in dusty death:
“Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits, and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp’d tow’rs, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.”
This life will all be over before we know it, but it has a purpose of grand proportions. The dramatic scripts that we carry out have been written by our own hand. And this is because we want to grow stronger with love and take charge of our soul’s education.
And so, we plan the roles that we will play with each other so that we will push ourselves the most. We want to shift stubborn beliefs so that we believe in more love. Because love seems so absent here, we are forced to assert love in ourselves. And we become forever stronger for it. And when these brief and violent lives are over, all that will remain is love.
When the curtain falls on your life, you will rediscover that it’s been nothing but a dream. You will take your tired costume off and remember your real life off stage. There, you will find yourself surrounded by your dearest loved ones again. And you will enjoy one spectacular cast party for the ages!
And there, in that incredibly blissful place where you have always belonged, you will remember the immensity of love. Even now, as you read these words, you are surrounded by this love that never ends.
So go on fellow actor, and speak your lines with love! Don’t take this play too seriously nor the actors’ lines too personally. They are simply delivered to help you grow just how you hoped they might.
This production is here to teach, so take its lessons to heart. Enjoy the performance! And play your role with as much grace as you can. And always, whenever possible, re-write your script with yet more and more love than you’ve ever known before.
Bravo!!! And in the end LOVE conquered all.
Exactly, and so great the way you say this about love. Thank you James : )
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
ooops hit ‘post’ too early there ; )
I am an Englishman here on Earth and this guy is my HERO!
I quoted the above (from The Scottish Play fellow actors upon the stage) as this is clearly the life of ego he is alluding to!
On Share The Love I’ll be extending the enlightened language of Shakespeare as much as I can.
Please write about this being the ego. I can’t wait to read it! I feel you could teach us so much about our New Golden Age through Shakespeare and his Golden Age:
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I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano—
A stage where every man must play a part,
And mine a sad one.
I see Shakespeare as the English Jesus or Lau Tzu – we learn truth and wisdom through the quintessentially human art of story telling – to me there is nothing more noble. Suzy I will! All Love To All