This afternoon I attended Stacey’s Monday afternoon tap dancing class. It was very refreshing and fun, a great confidence booster. I love the theatre but being relatively new at it, it was nice to trade the high heels in for tap shoes I’ve been wearing for three and a half years. Ironically, practicing in those high heels so often made a night and day difference balancing in my tap shoes. I hope it also works the other way around.
I told Stacey what has been going on. She was so supportive. It makes an immense difference when your family and friends see who you are and remind you of that, people who give you love and grace in the tough times.
As I write, I’m sitting in the rehearsal hall for “Death of a Salesman”. The main character in the play deals with some of the same issues I am, along with several of the cast members in real life, but “Willy” sees his job as his identity and when that is taken away, there is nothing left. One of the things I hold to and that Stacey and others remind me of is who I am cannot be touched by any worldly thing. I am eternal and have greater intrinsic value than anyone can pass judgement on. I am a beautiful soul no matter what storms may come and I always will be. It’s nice to remember.
Here are some sneak peak photos I took at rehearsal last night.
365-09 #5