In our quest to peel back the layers of our social world, artists experience immense pushback. People get rattled when they see someone express something they’ve repressed in themselves. Raw emotions can be particularly prevalent when watching theatre: an art form that reflects the intimate ways we interact with each other. It shows both internalContinue reading “Crumbling Infrastructure”
Sonya Renee Taylor’s recent interview with Brené Brown has given me a lot to think about. One point of discussion that stands out is the understanding of the phrase “I accept you” as inert. It doesn’t really do anything. Acceptance is like, meh. Almost insignificant. Isn’t it much better to be loved? Doesn’t love leadContinue reading “The Inertia of Acceptance”
Hear that? That’s the sound of your heart and mind thanking you for taking a breather. You would think that during a pandemic I would feel fine with spending days doing absolutely nothing. I definitely do not. I tend to get antsy and a bit hard on myself, thinking I should be using this timeContinue reading “Quiet”
Think big, friends. Use this time. How can we reimagine the world? How can we grow from here? Complete the sentence with ideas so large they seem impossible. There are journeys not yet taken. Sights yet to be seen. Problems to be solved. Imagine the big picture… then proceed.
In clown training, a general rule of thumb is to “embrace the flop”, which in a nutshell means accept the inevitable failure. I’m reminding myself to his strategy lately, trying to let a certain darkness find its proper place. When your mind is consumed by a inescapable cloud of worry or sadness it can beContinue reading “Embrace the Flop”
For as long as I can remember I’ve turned my nose up at anything that involves losing authenticity. “Fake it till you make it,” to me, has meant “don’t be yourself.” I would hear that and defy it as much as possible, turning up the volume on my opinions and fighting the status quo. AndContinue reading “Fake It”
We rummaged through the tall old maple trees, tapping the dead until they fell to the ground. It’s always nice to get a haircut when you’re over 160 years old and haven’t had one in recent memory. Trimming away the useless, heavy branches makes room for a breath of fresh air.
Progress can’t happen without vulnerability. I believe that we have to get messy with hard conversations in order to affect positive change and improve our relationships. Hard conversations require vulnerability, and vulnerability comes with discomfort. Figuring ourselves out and talking to others with different perspectives from our own can get really awkward. But the rewardContinue reading “Lean Into Awkwardness”