October #InkRipples – Masks
I love Andrew Lloyd Weber’s, Phantom
of the Opera, and this is one of my favorite moments of the production.
Beside the epic choreography, the scene—the lyrics—are so relatable. ♫Look
around. There’s another mask behind you♫ We’ve all known people who wear a mask
whenever they are in public.
Most people aren’t as obvious as the
Mayor from Halloween Town, but if we look really, really close, we might be
more aware of when their head spins between a frowny face and a smiling face.
We also know people like the queen
bee at school who compliments your skirt – to your face.
But you know what? We all have to
wear a mask at one point or another. When you run into an ex co-worker at the
pizza shop one night and she asks how it’s going. Are you really going to tell
her your husband’s business failed, your oldest kid got busted for shoplifting,
and you can’t find a job for more than $13/hour? No. You’re going to paste on
the Mayor’s smile and say, “Fine! Everything is fine. You?”
The important thing is to know when
to wear a mask and when not to. It can be far too easy to simply wear one
constantly. But we need time in our lives without our masks in order to make
connections. To live. To learn. To love.
To live: Imagine you talked your way
into a job above your skill level by alluding that you had the proper
experience. As you settle into your new job at the higher pay, you go out and
buy a new car, maybe rent a larger apartment, because you’ve hit the big time.
But each day you run into situations you aren’t actually able to handle. Since
you wore that mask of experience to get the job, you can’t ask for help. What
do you think will happen? You will crash and burn. But if you approached the
position with the experience you do have and stated your desire to excel at the
job they are offering and asked how you might go about getting experience in
order to be qualified for the job…you will have represented yourself honestly
and probably earned their respect.
To learn: The problem with a mask is
it often limits your perspective. Looking through eye holes can cut off
peripheral vision. Have you ever done the teamwork exercise where you place
several items on the seat of a chair, have people stand in a circle around it
and describe what they see? Not everybody sees everything. But when they share
their view, it combines with yours to make a complete picture.
To love: Think about it. If you only
ever saw your partner while wearing a figure-hugging girdle under your clothes,
what happens when you take that bad boy off? Your partner will feel deceived.
Not because you are suddenly lumpy, but because you always have been and you
never trusted them enough to share that. Now, let’s re-imagine this relationship
where you take off the figure hugging girdle sometime around the second or
third date. Or maybe only don it for those truly special occasions when you
want to feel extra sexy. Guess what. It’s YOU your partner falls for. Not your
lump-less figure. But you can’t know that if you don’t give them the chance.
Masks can be totally acceptable. But
chose wisely when to don one.
Wonderful post. I'm a Phantom fan too. Masks are sometimes needed, but you're right when you say we need to know when not to wear one.
ReplyDeleteToo easy to hide behind. Thanks for stopping in, Christine.
DeleteGreat post, food for thought.
ReplyDeleteJuneta @ Writer's Gambit
Thanks, Juneta.
DeleteInteresting perspective on masks, Kai. Loved this #InkRipples!
ReplyDeleteSo glad you participated Lee. Masks can be fun - or not so fun ;)
DeleteYou sure gave me something to think about. What kind of mask do I wear? Maybe I pretend that everything is all right when sometimes it isn't.
ReplyDeleteAh - yes. We all do that, don't we. It's almost a habit, I think. I have no idea if it's a good thing or a bad thing.
DeletePhantom is amazing!
ReplyDeleteYay Phantom!
DeleteI think the mask I've been most often wearing lately is the I'm-not-about-to-lose-my-s@#t mask. (Kids will do that to you!) ;)
ReplyDeleteGreat post, Kai.
*snort* I remember those younger years. Oh, wait...they still happen. But not as often.
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