How I’ve missed you all!!! Post-vacation, I was in the major throes of a work transition and spending real quality time with my babies. Having re-focused and almost re-centered, I’m here to blow you chocolate kisses and dive back into the exquisite mess of this life with you by my side.
With the encouragement of a dear friend, I have been participating in a project called Voices of the City. Sponsored by the Broadway Center in Tacoma, its purpose is to cultivate storytelling for Tacoma’s residents. Its purpose is to gather folks that normally wouldn’t work together, much less speak to each other, in a collaborative and creative journey which culminated into a series of stories from each participant. Although the big performance isn’t until October, we have the opportunity to practice rough drafts of our work over the summer. Last night was my night to do a run through of my piece. I’m getting nauseous just recalling it. Yes, I’ve written poetry for a long time. However, I rarely, if ever, read it out loud for others. However, in my very real desire to push myself, I chose to perform my piece as spoken word. I was daunted by the possibilities, mistakes, and blunders. But you know, my lovelies, I was far more excited about the victory, the triumph of overcoming a creative and personal barrier that had stifled me for a long friggin’ time. When I began to be overwhelmed by anxiety, I remembered this quote:
Shit, who doesn’t want to be on a higher plane? Betty sho does. Here’s an image along these lines; I just love it:
I took a deep breath and let it rip. And it was fan-fucking-tastic. Yes, I got some work to do to really make this what I want; get it to its best. But for once, this was a risk I was so glad I took. Instead of taking a risk on others, I bet on myself; I bet on Betty. And I hit the jackpot like a fat rat. I feel braver and lighter, as if I’m coming home to myself. I just may buy another ticket on this lightning fast ride to self-actualization.
Are you gonna go my way?