Showing posts with label inner work-ologue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label inner work-ologue. Show all posts

Sunday, July 29, 2012

Star Wars World vs The Real World

For those of you who don't know, the Jedi Training Academy at Hollywood Studios is a wonderful little show where children learn the ways of the Force. They are taught a simple little combination with their light-sabers, and then they fight Darth Vader to complete their training.

Recently, the ending of the show was altered so that the entire group of little ones (with the help of the Jedi Master) "Force-Push" Vader. Which is thrilling when you're a little kid (and, let's be honest, most of us grown-ups would be just as thrilled to participate.) But this new ending brought about a heated discussion about what would actually be possible in the Star Wars World.

"I'm just saying, there's no way that a group of Younglings who had just been trained would be able to Force-Push Vader. It just wouldn't be possible! I don't care how strong they are!"

... I'm sorry, what? Let's just for a moment disregard the fact that Darth Vader is patiently squaring off against each individual child (and that they all manage to defeat him one way or another, despite the fact that most of them don't remember their training combination.) Let's ignore the fact that our Jedi Masters regularly make ridiculously corny anachronistic jokes that have no place in a galaxy far, far away.

Bypass all of that, and still, all I have to say is this : does it look like we're too concerned with reality here?!



The above is a clip from this year's Hyperspace Hoopla. A magical show of wonder and awesome that I can't even begin to describe.  And as it clearly proves, keeping the reality of Star Wars World alive is at the very top of our priority list.

May the Force be With You. Always.

Thursday, June 7, 2012

Thought Bubbles

I have never had a job that brings quite the assortment of random on-the-job thoughts as Disney World does. If real life had thought bubbles, here's a sample of some of the things you might see from me.

When I work at Tinkerbell's Nook, I spend all day going through that portal and shrinking down to pixie size. And then going BACK through the portal to the hallway and being normal sized again. No wonder I'm so muddled all the time!

12-year-old children with fully functioning arms and legs should NOT be riding around in a stroller. And Americans wonder why we're fat ...

Public Service Announcement : NEVER give Tigger a light-saber. The resulting "Darth Tigger" (as he likes to be called) will inevitably proceed to frolic around Crystal Palace, challenging the guests to duels and scaring poor Piglet out of his wits.

If I start singing "Just Can't Wait to be King," how many of the people in my line would sing along?

I should really learn to start being more aware of video cameras ... and not say really stupid things while someone is recording. I apologize for any horribly corny jokes I have made that were caught on anyone's family videos!

Is it fair that I'm getting paid to conga line with Pooh Bear and his friends? Who cares!

Funnel cake ... I wonder if there's enough time in my 15-minute break to change, run to the other end of the park, stand in line, buy a funnel cake, and get back in time to change and be on set by the end of ... nope. Mmmm, funnel cake ... I wonder if anyone in line has one. I wonder if I could convince them to go BUY me one ... I wonder if I would get in trouble for that ... Funnel cake is delicious.