Day 51-53, July 18-20
Timer on…
I have been jogging and doing my yoga and wedding circuit training, in addition to rehearsing at Apple Pond Farm. Lots of workout and soul-mending.
The jogging has really been helping my stress-level, though, I came home just now and realized that I have upset Gus, who I used to jog with, and he looks sad that I don’t take him anymore. It is not good for him; he’s too old, and it made me cry a little to realize that it hurt him…
I saw two of the most beautiful orange butterflies on my jog, this morning, which I thought was a good omen.
Timer out…for today…lots to do with rehearsal, etc.
Day 54-55, July 21-22
Timer on…
In addition to Day 53’s jog, I decided to shake up the afterburn with just yoga that focuses on the same areas as the wedding circuit training…I liked that a lot better, so I did the same on the 21st: I jogged, and then I did my own yoga-version-of-the-wedding-workout…
COURAGE had its preview yesterday with about 30 people in attendance…it was lovely to have people walk into this secret room that we, as an ensemble, have been working on since last year…it was weird, as well…I found my typical shyness come up again…I might have to bring my clothes up to the tent, so I can get out of costume…I have a hard time dropping my character, when I’m still in costume…and, subsequently, I didn’t feel like talking to many people because I was in this weird purgatory of character/actor/person…
Today, I jogged and decided to write directly after because a song of Tom Waits came on as I was approaching home that just stopped me in my tracks. I don’t know the title but the lyric was “A Dream took me away from home and a Dream can bring me home”, I think…
Anyway, it’s weird because about 4 years ago I had a dream, where my Dad visited me, and it was this weird bar where there were no aisles, just bench seating with long wooden tables, a sort of Octoberfest meets Irish Pub structure, or what I imagine some Great Halls looked like in smaller Lords’ homes in the Middle Ages. Anyway, he saunters in with his usual bouncy gait, and I didn’t feel like I hadn’t seen him in a while…this was just a normal occurance. However, as he approached me, my conscious mind and my sleeping mind started to meld in a dangerous limbo, where my conscious mind realized that I so wanted him back and my dreaming mind just wanted to have a nice conversation…
Then he climbed over the tables, grumpily, and looked at my feet and said, “Your shoes suck.” And, he handed me these red sandals with a strap over the toe and a strap over the top part of the foot. I had never seen any sandals like that. And, in an instant, I woke up. I was so mad…I started to cry. Nick woke up and I told him the dream. Later Nick found some shoes and bought them for my birthday. I still have them, but they’re getting older and I slide through them dangerously.
I don't get very many visitations from my Dad in my dreams, but the lyric this morning, out of nowhere, makes me hope I’ll get another soon…in preparation for the wedding and my mind/body/soul journey…
Timer out…
Timer on…
I have been jogging and doing my yoga and wedding circuit training, in addition to rehearsing at Apple Pond Farm. Lots of workout and soul-mending.
The jogging has really been helping my stress-level, though, I came home just now and realized that I have upset Gus, who I used to jog with, and he looks sad that I don’t take him anymore. It is not good for him; he’s too old, and it made me cry a little to realize that it hurt him…
I saw two of the most beautiful orange butterflies on my jog, this morning, which I thought was a good omen.
Timer out…for today…lots to do with rehearsal, etc.
Day 54-55, July 21-22
Timer on…
In addition to Day 53’s jog, I decided to shake up the afterburn with just yoga that focuses on the same areas as the wedding circuit training…I liked that a lot better, so I did the same on the 21st: I jogged, and then I did my own yoga-version-of-the-wedding-workout…
COURAGE had its preview yesterday with about 30 people in attendance…it was lovely to have people walk into this secret room that we, as an ensemble, have been working on since last year…it was weird, as well…I found my typical shyness come up again…I might have to bring my clothes up to the tent, so I can get out of costume…I have a hard time dropping my character, when I’m still in costume…and, subsequently, I didn’t feel like talking to many people because I was in this weird purgatory of character/actor/person…
Today, I jogged and decided to write directly after because a song of Tom Waits came on as I was approaching home that just stopped me in my tracks. I don’t know the title but the lyric was “A Dream took me away from home and a Dream can bring me home”, I think…
Anyway, it’s weird because about 4 years ago I had a dream, where my Dad visited me, and it was this weird bar where there were no aisles, just bench seating with long wooden tables, a sort of Octoberfest meets Irish Pub structure, or what I imagine some Great Halls looked like in smaller Lords’ homes in the Middle Ages. Anyway, he saunters in with his usual bouncy gait, and I didn’t feel like I hadn’t seen him in a while…this was just a normal occurance. However, as he approached me, my conscious mind and my sleeping mind started to meld in a dangerous limbo, where my conscious mind realized that I so wanted him back and my dreaming mind just wanted to have a nice conversation…
Then he climbed over the tables, grumpily, and looked at my feet and said, “Your shoes suck.” And, he handed me these red sandals with a strap over the toe and a strap over the top part of the foot. I had never seen any sandals like that. And, in an instant, I woke up. I was so mad…I started to cry. Nick woke up and I told him the dream. Later Nick found some shoes and bought them for my birthday. I still have them, but they’re getting older and I slide through them dangerously.
I don't get very many visitations from my Dad in my dreams, but the lyric this morning, out of nowhere, makes me hope I’ll get another soon…in preparation for the wedding and my mind/body/soul journey…
Timer out…
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