Don't Cry Over Spilt Milk

I just watched the video on Sifu Brinker's blog, and I'm crying. I could try to write it off on hormones or too much coffee, but the truth is it ignighted something, I saw the potential that people have when they come together. Watch the crowd, I bet there are a few in there that were inspired to take up music lessons, maybe the child on the lamppost will become a great composer. It lifted my spirits on a day that I needed it, but at the same time it saddened me because it reminded me of our own wasted potential. My own wasted potential. Why can't we do something that magnificent, why don't we? The foundation is there for us to do it.

I'll admit, sometimes I get emotional over small things. I remember a commercial for Leons years ago where an old man knocked over a glass of milk and started crying. The theme was don't cry over spilt milk, come buy a sofa, they're on sale! Every time I saw that man cry, I cried for him. What a silly thing, right?

But the fact is, small things can touch people in unexplainable ways. Look at where we are, where you are right now. You are a member of the I Ho Chuan, a project in mastery. No matter what your mindset is at the moment, frustrated, disappointed, indifferent, something in your past touched you and inspired you to join this project. Maybe Sifu Brinker said the right words to you at the right time. Maybe you saw someone from past years and what it did for them. I don't know, but I do know that at some point in time you recognized the potential this project had. The I Ho Chuan can be life changing if only we make it so. Its not the words on a paper that you promised to fulfill, its the people on the team that will make it grand or let it die.

I want to set up another demo. A spontaneous, street clothes demo like the video. I am willing to coordinate, set the date, work extra hours at the kwoon to do this. But I need you. All of you. That musical number couldn't have worked without all of its members. Same for this. Are you guys with me?