Welcome to week forty-seven. This week, David reflects on the coming together of a new company of players for his life in the horizontal world.

Excerpt: I reflected again on Viola’s wish in Shakespeare in Love to spend her whole life dreaming if she could do it in the company of players. She meant fellow actors. When I set out to do design and illustration, these incredible beings were my company of players, and I had come to love them. Now, I was being called to a new company of players. I thought each domain or life mission field must have its own stage, its own theater. Just as I had become aware of my company of players in Caravan, and Anna was to be first in my new horizontal world company, each of us in the horizontal world needed to find our place and our company of players.

How do we move our part of the play, our work, out into the world? Every one of us has that question. My question now was how to move my life mission into the horizontal world. With help from my teachers in Caravan, I began to have an inkling of how it could come into form. There was also the question of how to translate the work itself to this world of more than six billion stages.

As I watched the design team showing up over the morning and the assignments being delegated, I thought about the creativity needed to bring something into manifestation and completion. Bringing the work of Caravan to the horizontal world called for these same skills I had honed as fine artist, musician, graphic artist/designer, and even scientist. I had a sense of all the pieces of my life fitting together to support the embodiment of my life mission. Watching the meetings and early sketches beginning to surface, I began to see the horizontal world work of Caravan emerging.

These people had been my family for one life mission, and now I would find the new family for the rest of my life mission. Creativity and surrender would lead me to these people and opportunities, along with synchronicity, serendipity, intention, and will. All of these had been foundation for the process before, and now I would use these same pieces to embody Caravan’s work. Colleagues and associates would come of the orbit of our common love and intention, I thought. I hoped. It was
time to find my company of players, who played for the love of the game, and would choose a lifetime of dreaming the dream of their hearts.

The Caravan of Remembering, Chapter 11, Moving into the world, p.217-218.