Life is but a stage…

Tonight I was Rapunzel’s nanny, a construction worker and a make-up artist at an opera company. How the heck did that happen?!

Rewind a couple of months…

I look after the website for the after-school drama school my son attends and a couple of months ago the director (who has become a friend over the years) sent me a notice to put on it.

“Adult Improv Drama Class next term”

After updating the website and emailing her to say it was done, she emailed back saying “Are you interested?”

I sent back immediately with my reply. “Are you kidding???!! The idea terrifies me!”

Her response – “That’s exactly why you should do it.”

And the worst thing was, I knew she was right. Trapped! The noose tightened even more when I remembered a commitment I’d made to myself earlier in the year. I’d gathered online with a group of friends who were interested in working through Julia Cameron’s “The Artist’s Way” book together. From several of the exercises and the fact that I work behind the scenes at productions for the drama school, one of the group commented that Julia Cameron would probably say I was a frustrated actor. I didn’t think that was the case, more that I longed to be outgoing and self-confident like an actor. But I promised myself, and the group, that next time the opportunity arose, I’d do an adult drama class.

Uh-oh! I certainly wasn’t expecting an improv class when I said that!

So there I was. I could have “forgotten” the promise – no-one would have known. Except me. But instead I bravely took the plunge and said I’d do it.

Tonight was week 3. The 1st week I felt like I’d pass out from nerves at the start. But I’ve slowly brought the nerves under control and am having a blast! It’s scary, exhilarating and so much fun! And it’s teaching me to think outside the box, go with the flow, say yes to whatever is offered, not to mention giving me a great dose of laughter each week. Hopefully it will deepen my writing and improve my confidence for when I eventually get to do author talks.

But mostly I’m proud of myself for giving it a go.

What was the last thing you did that terrified you?

7 thoughts on “Life is but a stage…

    li class="comment even thread-even depth-1 parent" id="comment-83000">

    Well done, Kerrie! It’s great that you stepped out of your comfort zone to challenge yourself, and what a wonderfully creative way to do it. I’m very proud of you πŸ™‚

    I’m such a coward. The last thing I did that terrified me was to watch my husband and son bungee jump off a bridge into a canyon. I certainly wasn’t brave enough to take the leap!

      li class="comment odd alt depth-2" id="comment-90589">

      lol, no, bungee jumping is beyond my limits too. My eyes are bad enough without bursting all my blood vessels by hurtling upside down πŸ™‚

    li class="comment even thread-odd thread-alt depth-1 parent" id="comment-83446">

    Kudos Kerrie \(*~*)/
    You’ve brought up a real subject on nerves and insecurities.
    I also find it interesting that when we first even CONTEMPLATE stepping out of the C/Zone the heart rate rises and ALL the doubts clamour in – but once we step through the door, start the project (small steps) we find our rhythm- safe place- comfort zone and by the time the process (show/activity) is on it’s way or even over, we are so pleased we were a SMALL Part of it and that small part of the production MATTERED!
    πŸ™‚ I wish I lived closer to come view some of these great productions. πŸ™‚

      li class="comment odd alt depth-2" id="comment-83450">

      Oh – the last thing I was involved in was 3 weeks ago – the local School’s production of *The Wizard of OZ* I painted all the props (huge trees, Dorothy’s house, the Gate house of the emerald city, and 6 – 8′ x 3′ plaster boards that made up the Yellow brick road) and assisted with the trimmings and costume alterations.
      When I sat back to to watch the show I had tears in my eyes how well it ALL came together – so many hands πŸ™‚

      li class="comment even depth-2" id="comment-90593">

      So very true, Mary. I felt sick even thinking about signing up, let alone walking in the door πŸ™‚

    li class="comment odd alt thread-even depth-1 parent" id="comment-86599">

    Nothing like pushing the boundaries! Well done, Kerrie. Its hard MAKING yourself step out of your comfort zone and not only confront your inner fears but to keep doing it takes a bucket load of determination. Fear is inhibiting and can hold a person back from achieving their dreams, success, a healthy relationship or living the life they were meant to live. I have an intense fear of public speaking or being in the public eye and suffer from anxiety attacks. I’ve accepted a role on a writing discussion panel in next year’s ARRA conference in Canberra. When I think about it, my nerves kick into action – lol. Will let you know if I survive the experience.

      li class="comment even depth-2" id="comment-90597">

      I couldn’t agree more, SE, about fear holding people back. I think it also gets less scary the more time you take risks. Good luck in your panel – you’ll be awesome!

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