In my twenties I sat with lamas in the Himalayas. Now I sit with Thomas the Tank Engine. Both are holy.
Amy Brenneman: I don't really know what a blog is. Eight years ago, in the Stone Age of the Internet, before Facebook and Twitter and hearing about Iranian protesters in 140 character missives, we did an episode of "Judging Amy" in which Donna (hilarious eccentric) talked about her "blog." It was a laugh line. "What is a blog?" queried the non-eccentrics. Ah, crazy Donna.
Now I find myself embarking on this blogging journey of my own. So here we go. Some introductions, I suppose, are in order, and maybe what the hell I envision this little slice of Internet real estate to be. In 350 words or less, because we all have busy lives!
I am a mom. I am an actress in Hollywood. I am a wife, an artist, and a political activist. I am many things that don't always co-habitate neatly and create a "Sybil"-like experience for my family from time to time. I am a working mother balancing second-grade volunteerism with making it to work on time. It's true that sometimes my work involves getting naked with and kissing virtual strangers, but what the hell -- that's just an interesting side-aspect of the whole acting thing. It is also true that while wrangling a tantruming 4-year-old in Target, I get to contend with curious onlookers saying, "Where do I know you from?" It's a cognitive challenge, let me tell you, to run through a resume while prying chubby, vice-like fingers from a bag of Reese's Pieces.
I'm also a seeker. It's not for nothing that I studied Comparative Religion in college -- the spiritual quest has been at the center of my life for as long as I can remember. I am a meaning junkie. I love learning about how other people find meaning -- the glorious myths, the personal constructs, the faiths that they cling to when life is tough. So I may write about that from time to time. I've had several title ideas for this -- "Looking for God in All the Wrong Places," "Spiritual Orgasms," "Enlightenment at the Diaper Genie" -- you get the idea. In my twenties I sat with lamas in the Himalayas. Now I sit with Thomas the Tank Engine. Both are holy. All of it is holy. All of it -- the carpool lanes, the tantrums, the quickies with my husband before the kids figure out where we are, the fertility treatments, the sitting in the hair chair for the third straight hour, the driving home from work at four in the morning listening to Roseanne Cash -- all of it is holy, if I allow it. I challenge any lama to see his practice is more rigorous.
So that's me. Thanks for reading, and for joining me from time to time as I get things off my chest, rant a bit, observe a lot, and feel your community around me. The beauty of the Internet is realizing how much community we share. I thank you for sharing yours with me.
|Amy Brenneman is an award-winning producer and actress, whose TV credits include "NYPD Blue," "Judging Amy" (which she also created and produced), and currently ABC's "Private Practice." She works with the non-profit groups Healthy Child Healthy World, The Feminist Majority, and the Cornerstone Theater Company, of which she's a founding member. She is mother to Charlotte and Bodhi and wife to filmmaker Brad Silberling. They live in the San Fernando Valley, the most hip place to be in all of Los Angeles.|