“Leap and the net will appear” – Robin Williams The Crazy Ones
Jet setting is hard work, y’all. I’m writing this while
sitting in the San Francisco Airport about an hour an a half before boarding my
12 hour flight to London, England where I will have a cab waiting to whisk me
away to my wonderful new flat and I will meet a unicorn on the way who will introduce
me to Robert Downey Jr. (Who would just so happen to be in London at the time) and
we would have amazing adventures (Me, Rob, and the unicorn) and it will be epic….
Ok, so I may or may not be exaggerating the adventure that
is my life…. I have to go through customs first after all. And we all know
customs won’t let you take delusions of grandeur over international borders.
Really though I’m sitting here, desperately charging all of
my electronics in hopes they won’t die on the flight, trying to let it sink in.
I have been an emotional lightening rod since Wednesday. I got weepy at the
thought that I drove 1-84 for the last time in a long while today. I HATE I-84
and its teeth gritting, foam at corner of mouth inducing traffic, and yet there
I was in the front seat with tears falling down my face.
My life has been full of serious “goodbye”, “see you later”,
“go knock ‘em dead”’s for about two weeks now and it’s coming home to roosts. I’ve
cried more in the last two weeks then the last 4 years and that’s saying
something because I graduated from undergrad only a year ago.
On the other hand, I’m so incredibly excited. I have a hard
time keeping still as my body so desperately aches to be there already! I’ve
been waiting since February to go and do and dare. Now that I get to… Now that
I am, I find myself tripping over my own two feet, which shouldn’t be
surprising if you know me.
It brings me back to one of the first lessons I learned in
view pointing as an actor. For those not in the know viewpoints (In a really
unfair brief summary) is about learning and building movement performances as
an ensemble that requires complete openness to environmental and interpersonal
cues. The hardest part of a viewpoint exercise is… the beginning. Because how
do you make an ensemble piece if one person starts it? Eventually our professor
told us to stop thinking and to “go before you’re ready”.
Now I know he was quoting his mentors, but that’s really the
life lesson I’m taking with me right now. This next year for me is about being
open to lessons. Lessons I’ll love. Lessons I’ll hate. I have no idea what I’m
in for this year besides what I’ve read.
Am I scared? Undoubtedly.
Am I in for the ride of a life time? Absolutely.
Am I going to hate it so much at times I will want to quit?
Goes without saying, really.
Will that stop me? I’d like to see them try.
I’m going before I’m ready. I’m jumping on the count of 3… Ok... 1…2…
…3…
