Worrying about the future made the present unbearable, for me and the audience.
So, when my partner said “hey! Our next French class is only offered on Saturdays; wanna take Improv class, instead?” my first thought was “never!” But then I thought, if scripts were my problem on stage, then how could I possibly fail at a platform where there are no scripts? No next line? So I said, “yes, and…?”
Soon enough I learned how failure at improv was possible; this time, by not paying attention to the past.
Finally, I let go of what was going to happen and concentrated on what just happened - on what I had built with my scene partner – and on what we would discover next, together. After taking that first class, we took a 2nd. 2 classes turned into 4. 1 year turned into 2. Then class turned into monthly performances. And I haven’t frozen, yet.
Now, I don’t worry about the future. I remember the past my partner and I have built together and revel in our time together on stage, hopeful for what the future will bring, for us and the audience.
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