While burying my head in the book, I lifted it and found my self!

It has been far too long since I last posted.  The last was a week ago, and I was sharing how I was feeling first day jitters.  Well, the first week is almost done, and it has been an enlightening experience.  Coming into this new project, I wondered if it really were like riding a bike.  Would I straddle the not too comfortable seat, put one foot on the peddle, push...."OH! That's the break!" or push and go "WEEEEEEEE!" Believe what they tell you, it is the latter, not the former.  I really found an amazing freedom in the text this time, so it was "WEEEEEEE, WEEEEEEE, WEEEEEEEE" all the way home. Because I am in the best of hands this is great, but most importantly, I found the courage to say Mr. Shakespeare's words in the way that I hear them.  Looking around the table, every actor is individually unique and uniquely individual.  It was clear that we were all assembled to bring our special brand of classical interpretation to this show.  It challenged me to fire the mental editor who has often whispered in my ear, "That earthiness that you walk through the world with, is not welcomed here. Drop it for what you know is a better way." She/it was given the boot, and I found a relationship with the language that I had never had before.  Again, like in most relationships, if you are coming with your authentic self, it cannot work....at least not for the long haul.