… and performances when epiphanies just sneak up on you.
Actually, that pretty much defines: EPIPHANY.
But last night’s OPENING SHOW was so unusual for me. I was a bit nervous. Wanted to be sure that I got all my lines, choreography and didn’t hurt myself when I fell over on stage. From a kneeling position, yes – ON PURPOSE [NUN DOWN!] and completely my choice.
But I remember thinking when I walked out center stage the first time I was introduced: THIS is why I do this – not the applause or the accolades. Because it feels NORMAL. It feels like home and what I’ve been waiting to do my whole life!
All those years of dreams and ‘living room dancing*’ just come together and you absolutely know without a doubt that you were meant to be in that exact spot at that exact moment in your life. I never imagined all the training, rehearsing, the youth spent baton-twirling for whatever reason because I never wanted to be a majorette** – that those skills would be useful at some other point in my life.
AND who knew it would be on-stage in front of a live, over-appreciative audience with your fifty-year-old self dressed in a nun’s habit?
*Living Room Dancing: made up choreography in the comfort of your living room that you’d never thought would see the spotlight on a stage!
**I spent hours as a kid practicing in our yard, mostly because I broke stuff practicing in the house.
1 comment:
As a kid I once tossed a pom pom onto the wood stove in the living room and melted it into the size of a crayon. And thus ended my career as a living room dancer.
XOXO ;)
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