InnerBliss: Doing Things that Make You Want to Vomit

Is that...grass!?

Listening to: Something eclectic and amusing.

Bliss: Being on Blog Talk Radio with Connie of Dirty Footprints. She made it so very easy, and there was lots of giggling and the time flew!

Let me preface this post with a little personal history: When I left for college in 1987, I went to Penn State Main as a declared theatre major. And I had some immediate college theatre successes, landing roles in coveted projects with the Film School.

I was comfortable in front of a camera, easy in front of any sized audience, natural at it all.

And suddenly, I was just done with it. I ended up graduating and going on for more education in Literature. My new story was that I enjoyed the anonymity of writing, the safe distance from "performance" on my part (the writing) to perception and enjoyment by the audience (the readers, whoever they were).

The closest thing to acting I have done over the last 15 years is teaching. And believe me, a good teacher has a huge dose of actor in her.

When I started writing Blisschick, it was to create an audience for my writing, but no sooner had I begun than I had speaking engagement opportunities popping up. I turned one down, took another that seemed more comfortable.

Now, this year, my word is Fly. And lo and behold, Connie comes along and says "hey, be on my radio show." My immediate impulse, though I adore Connie, was to say "no, thanks," but my partner, also invited, said "of course!"

I have been counting the days until the show. I have been feeling like vomiting every time I think of it. Saturday night, I barely slept from the tumultuous tornado of butterflies in my stomach.

Then the time came, and it turned out to be...super fun. A part of me that knew how to do things like that took over. There was relaxing into it. There was giggling.

And there was some very positive response to it. Some people suggested that Marcy and I do regular podcasts.

Suddenly, a whole (old) new area of creativity seemed to be calling my name.

Like I said, this year's word is Fly, so I'm going to go where I am called. I am already investigating podcasting. (More to come soon.)

My point? Things that make you want to vomit? They can be good for you. That impulse to throw up? It can be telling you that this is where the line between fear and excitement exists for you. I had forgotten that somewhere along the line, and I thank Connie and Marcy for reminding me.