The Principle of doing hard things

Last week I went to LA.  It was a roller coaster trip.  I was on the fence about going in the first place, but with some frequent flyer miles, and a little push from my suffering audition ego I hopped on a plane.  The first day of auditions was a little rough.  Utah Shakespeare festival was tuff, I sang a song that was a little too challenging for my current phase in my healing process.  It was just hard to form the words around all the hardware currently in my mouth.  Also, the next time I do a Shakespeare audition I'd like to be more prepared with more shakespeare.  My monologue was old, not very exciting to me, and short.  My other audition that day they cut me off early, which pissed me off but I got over it.  

That night I drove to Griffiths Observatory to do an LA site-seeing-ish-thing, and I did some thinking about the possible move.  I pondered and prayed and felt pretty good about it.  It was beautiful up there to be sure.  I was thinking about people, reputations, status, and places... and the outstanding thought of the moment was: 

 PEOPLE ARE MUCH MORE IMPORTANT THAN PLACES OR THINGS.  PLACES AND THINGS DON'T MATTER AT ALL.  

You'll imagine this was a useful thought when I walked back to my rental car and cursed out loud seeing that the passenger window had been smashed in and my bag - with my laptop, external hard drive, and my journal - was gone.  
After reporting the incident and filling out a lot of paper work I cried on the phone to my patient Mama as I drove the car back.  I hate that I cry, but it really helps.  Other than that one time I've been in pretty good spirits about it.  Except when I went to purchase a new laptop - I had a hard time being excited because I missed the original.  It felt really backward walking out of the apple store with a new purchase and a grimace. 

The next day was better.  I almost didn't go to the auditions I'd planned on, toting the excuse that the night previous had been so traumatic.  But the amazing friend I was staying with gave me this great piece of advice that I'll never forget: 

"I think you should go, just based on the principle of doing hard things" 


And that's the reason she's my friend.  I'm hoping to live with her when I move.  She's amazing.
The next day my auditions went really well.  In my Disney Dance audition, I got cut for typing, but I was nailing triples, which is a first for me in an audition setting.  It's also the first time I've ever sported a bare-midriff in an audition.  Which I felt good about considering it was for The Little Mermaid and three years ago I never would have felt that confident about my body.  

It was an exciting trip- despite my stuff getting stolen.  I came home feeling oblivious to some of the things I've been struggling with here.  I was just excited for the future and the possibility of moving forward.  Now I just need to save money.. and a lot of it.  So if you're reading this, you could do me a huge favor by listening to my music on Spotify, buying it on Itunes... or you could just give me money - wink* wink*. 

Next up... Youtube videos, a Christmas party, and recording an album this winter... God willing.