Looking for Support on Concrete

It can be exciting to be an actor in New York, the possibilities are endless and the opportunity around the next corner is always present. Looking for someone "to hold you like the river Jordan" is another thing. The more artists you know, no matter the discipline can make for quite a quagmire when you are also looking to build a community. This is a industry that creates alot of insecurity, doubt, loneliness, financial unstability and spiritual corruption. You have to believe in "taking the next step..not seeing the the whole staircase" as MLK stated. This is all about belief in the unknown. You build your arsenal with your training, experience and perserverance. Of course, we are human and you have those moments when you need to have a ear to share your concerns, inspirations or just some ice cream staring at a Girlfriends rerun. It will be 5 years since I been in New York on Aug 29 and there is a sense of accomplishment in that but there is also a sense of longing. I have yet to create my "Girlfriends crew" in the vast metropolis and that is growing yearn for me as my career gets stronger and more defined. Not to quote a '70's movie ( but why not) "Success is nothing..if you have no one to share it with", the movie Mahogany, it was okay but that line, while a little over the top is completely accurate. I feel that community is as important as money, oxygen or great sushi. There is the importance of romantic love but the love and support of friends is what sustains you and keeps you grounded. I have met some wonderful people here in my return back to the city of my birth and plan to continue to increase my circle. What I still  need to build along with a financial sustaining career, shelves, a more fashionable wardrobe is a circle of friends that can hold me when that river starts to swirl and envelope me. I have such wonderful people in my second homestead Boston, and I am so fortunate but as my world grows so must my support circle. I need to know, that here in Gotham at the midnight hour, eyeliner streaking on my face, tears and snot swelling on my nose that I can call or walk up to a door and that they will be there. I need to know, when something fantastic happens for me, that I can show up at someone's door and they will welcome me with a true hug that conveys all the sincerity that my heart needs. That is what I want to give and that is what I want to recieve. An Obie is nice and definitely on the list but you still need those friends who will embarass you at the reception with thier affection. That is reward that you can only get from grace.