I need to start this post by saying that I think “Northern Exposure” was the best TV show EVER. I mean, right up there with “MASH” and “The West Wing” kind of ever! I have never recovered from “Northern Exposure” (NE) going off the air in 1995. Years later I wrote to Joshua Brand and John Falsey begging them to somehow bring the show back on the air. NE was quirky and weird and deep and spiritual and silly and CREATIVE. I discovered Enya because of the show. At the end of one episode, this otherworldly music started playing that filled me with chills and made me cry, “What is that heavenly music?!” (It was Enya’s Caribbean Blue. Click the link for breathtaking footage set to the song that will make you feel God.)
I’ve had this vague TV show idea in the back of my head for a while based on my beloved Taos, New Mexico. In some ways, Taos reminds me of the fictitious town of Cicely, Alaska featured in NE. Well, I got some notifications today from YouTube regarding replies people posted after a comment I made on a NE scene many months ago. It triggered some back and forth chatting, and suddenly, WHACK! I started tingling as someone in spirit moved into my energy field to tell me, “Write the show!” I didn’t realize just how much NE had affected other people like it had affected me years ago. But, it did. There’s a whole contingent of people hungry for entertaining and inspirational programming. Quality…and I stress QUALITY…films and TV shows can really make a difference in people’s lives. Certain films have changed my life forever due to their power.
I’m suspecting that I’m in the middle of nowhere for a reason. I can’t even get regular TV reception here. I have Netflix and Amazon for one month for free because of my SAG-AFTRA membership (via my Roku TV) but I just decided that as much as I’m enjoying “Orange is the New Black” and “Goliath” I will not subscribe to these streaming TV services. It’s far too easy to get home from work and plop in front of the TV for hours accomplishing nothing. I need to have nothing to do so that I can go within and create. I need to have no distractions. (Of course, with active cats, there will be some distractions….haha) I need to CREATE television, not watch it. And yes, I apologize to my fellow TV writers/producers out there. This is just temporary. 🙂 Once I can quit my day job and focus only on writing/producing, I’ll have more free time…in theory…to watch others’ creativity on screen.
Long ago I heard this theory about New Mexico that I do feel could be true. Someone told me that New Mexico is where people come to heal…mostly emotionally and at a soul level…but sometimes physically too. The desolation here, the lack of glitzy distractions, the wide open space–seriously, you can see for a hundred miles–and the lack of people (the entire state of New Mexico, with its 121,697 square miles of land, only has 2.09 million people as of 2015) forces one to go within…to not look outside for who they are, but to explore the inner workings of their being. It may not be an accident that I ended up on pueblo land with no real TV and not much to do other than my nightly yoga. If I was back in Los Angeles, I could VERY easily distract myself with things to waste time and never accomplish a damn thing. Of course, this WILL take discipline. It’ll also take studying since I don’t know how to write a teleplay in the proper format, etc. I do know I’m really, really good with dialogue. I’m quite confident regarding that. I just get lost in the plot part. HA!
I do suspect that the new guide a fellow psychic mentioned was coming soon is a writer guide. I have attracted writers in spirit before, like the awesome Henry Miller. I will never forgive myself for being too shy years ago to take wonderful Neil Simon up on his offer of mentorship. UGH! I can be a moron!
If I can mesh my love of writing with TV/film (I have a metaphysical film idea too but it’s got a major plot problem.) and spirituality/metaphysics, that would be freaking fabulous! I’d finally be doing what I’m supposed to be doing on this planet! I can’t help but think of J.K. Rowling’s story where she was a single mother not knowing how she’d support herself and her kids when the entire first “Harry Potter” book just popped into her head. Um…hello! Divine intervention! She channeled the book, for lack of another way to say it. And I think things turned out pretty darn well for her! 🙂
Well, it’s late and I’m tired, so I need to sign off. But, I think I’m onto something. I am in Tamalewood after all!