I never thought I’d see the end of this Quarter.
My hardest Quarter of Graduate School is over. I am proud. Not because I felt like I nailed every scene and did everything perfectly, but because of the exact opposite. I sucked in a new way, I had a reckless abandonment, I broke rules, shed tears - but fears fell too. In the process I let my guard down. I broke down but I rebuilt.
I couldn’t wait for this Quarter to be over and even though that still stands, I am very glad it happened. I think I improved in the quiet when I was ready to give up. Character was built not only on the stage but inside my heart. My voice teacher always says, “You get what you need” and I can honestly say every performance was cathartic. I didn’t perform what I wanted but I definitely got what I needed.
Too much to be thankful for - but I am most appreciative of my class 2014. “I will hold you up, I will not let you fall” <3 CB
I’m finally doing what we all wait for while we’re in Grad School. Residency.
I am soo freakin’ lucky, I kid you not! I got casted in the show His Girl Friday, Directed by the magician that is Christopher Ashley. No spoilers in this post. All I’m going to say is it’s fast so be prepared to keep up!
Yet, today I finally just sat back and really started to appreciate the older actors (not necessarily age, but in skill). To be a fly on the wall for the beauty that takes place within these walls is well, like I said before I’m one lucky girl :)
I. Am. Not. Perfect.
I will be the first person to tell you that. However, I am happy. I am grateful. I have met humility and know what it is to be thankful. I have laughed with appreciation, partied with faith, danced with joy, and layed naked with hope. I am drenched in the will to progress. The ability to overcome. The need to inspire and a Goddesses revelation of worth. I have so much compassion for others because at one point of time in my life, that was the only present I was fortunate enough to offer.
I can be mean, sad, distant, loud, harsh, and bold. (Trust me this list could never end)
I am deeply flawed.
Yet, I have tasted the ability to develop’s rain and it is refreshing to know that the storm of change happens. That one day you are you and the next day you are even more the you you’re striving to be.
I. Am. Not. Perfect.
Still, I’ve sat with perfection, studying her gaze, and it’s good to know that she looks back at me with loving eyes. Welcoming me with a gentle spirit and a warm cup of green tea.
“What a mighty God we serve”
Who doesn’t enjoy music?
What a lovely time I had in the Studio today. Grad School makes us exhaust all of our creative talents, and I love them for that :)
More than half-way through Grad School.
Although I don’t miss Mask Pieces, I’m glad they happened.
I can see my Master’s Degree in the distance :)