In our production of The Dixie Swim Club, I jerk this purse off my shoulder and slam it to the ground. How fun is that? To get to be mad, real mad, and act on it by doing something we aren’t supposed to do in real life.
At rehearsal, I’ve found myself starting to tug on the shoulder straps in anticipation of the line that infuriates me. I want to be ready to throw that purse!
No good. I can’t react until it actually happens. I have to wait until the character says the line, until she announces that I look like a “A hooker with a stolen handbag.”
Ah. Another life lesson from the stage. Don’t spend your days worrying about things yet to come. Don’t react until it happens. Don’t borrow trouble.
I’m pretty much in the worrier category. Not off the charts, but firmly on that side. And worrying can make you miserable.
The non-worriers are no help. They say things like “Why worry? You can’t change what’s to come.”
Their words make me worry more.
I don’t know what the secret is to not worrying. I googled, “How not to worry” and found lots of articles. Here’s a good one from the Huffington Post that includes a powerful quote from Corrie Ten Boon: “Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorry. It empties today of its strength.”
In recent years, I’ve started to worry a bit less. The wisdom of menopause? A new found courage? Maybe.
But I still worry. I still tug on those shoulder straps before the line is delivered
What about you? Do you worry more or less than you did years ago? Any tips for the rest of us?
If you’re local, here’ s the link to the Orange Community Players website. Don’t worry. It’s easy to buy your tickets online. Come watch me throw that elephant purse!