Months later, I finally remembered to read this issue.
I loved it.
My routine over the past four months changed radically since I was in a theater workshop.
We presented The Comedy of Errors a couple of weeks ago and will have three more showings this weekend.
It altered my routine, it altered me, and I discovered something about myself: I need to play as I did when I was a child, and the theater is the way to do it.
But I also miss my previous routine, which led to a second discovery: we sometimes need to change our routine to miss and appreciate the old one and return to it feeling refreshed.
The way I see it, it is just like when we travel. It's fun and exciting and wonderful, but part of that beauty lies in the fact that it makes us miss home.
I couldn’t agree with your comment more, on so many levels. The act of play as a rewiring, a breaking out of routines, and the new-old familiarity of coming back to them. Like pulling on a pair of well-loved jeans that you had forgotten you had at the start of the winter.
I love the freshness that breaking our patterns can bring to the routines we come back to. I see it as a culling of the routines that haven’t stuck and an opportunity for new ones to be planted.
That said, someone very dear to us both said that the best part of traveling is coming home. And that’s something I think about a lot.
Congratulations on the play 🎭, and on the play 🤸🏽♂️🥰
Months later, I finally remembered to read this issue.
I loved it.
My routine over the past four months changed radically since I was in a theater workshop.
We presented The Comedy of Errors a couple of weeks ago and will have three more showings this weekend.
It altered my routine, it altered me, and I discovered something about myself: I need to play as I did when I was a child, and the theater is the way to do it.
But I also miss my previous routine, which led to a second discovery: we sometimes need to change our routine to miss and appreciate the old one and return to it feeling refreshed.
The way I see it, it is just like when we travel. It's fun and exciting and wonderful, but part of that beauty lies in the fact that it makes us miss home.
I couldn’t agree with your comment more, on so many levels. The act of play as a rewiring, a breaking out of routines, and the new-old familiarity of coming back to them. Like pulling on a pair of well-loved jeans that you had forgotten you had at the start of the winter.
I love the freshness that breaking our patterns can bring to the routines we come back to. I see it as a culling of the routines that haven’t stuck and an opportunity for new ones to be planted.
That said, someone very dear to us both said that the best part of traveling is coming home. And that’s something I think about a lot.
Congratulations on the play 🎭, and on the play 🤸🏽♂️🥰