In therapy this week, I felt something deep,like a voice from childhood. Â Someone telling me to wait. Â Study and prepare. Â Or risk the humiliation. Â And all of a sudden I wasn’t there for humorous fodder for Facebook but because I needed it. Â Two years since my divorce, my going to New Zealand, and my coming back to New York, and I’m still in retreat, waiting, studying and preparing.
I put on some 70s funk music on Â Spotify. Â And the music tells me, in this funkiest way possible, that there is no humiliation in acting. There is no humiliation. Â There is no humiliation. Â Acting only brings joy to the world, not only for you, but for everyone else. Â You’re not here on Earth to think. Â You’re here to act.
I need to act. Â Don’t think. Â Just act. Â Start small.