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The hiatus from Dating

Dating used to be fun. When people actually communicated in person instead of texting, sexting, or swiping yes or no on an app. I used to get very excited about the prospect of a new experience and leaving disappointment in my rear-view mirror. Today, I find I have to actually take breaks or hiatuses each time it just doesn't work out...once again...for whatever reason. Just like an adult, I examine my side of it and compare and contrast what was said and what was actually done. Then I forgive myself and move past it. But, today I am realizing that I may no longer be able to handle rejection in my personal and professional life. Imagine entering a room of strangers once or twice a week, knowing that each time is an opportunity to be rejected or not considered. Then imagine the act of you rejecting others and you also being rejected for all kinds of reasons. And that is the reason that my breaks get a bit longer each time because my capacity for healing is growing mor...

Taking it to the next level

I have had two moments, one before Thanksgiving, and one today to remind me that I am on the right path. I was sitting waiting to be seen for a small TV role when a man who worked at the office walked by in all of his CEO glory. I turned to the actress next to me and jokingly said, "At times I feel as if I chose the wrong career path." She quickly turned to me and replied, "I came from corporate and WE are in the best career. One where WE are actually chosen for who we really are." The next time was today. I had an audition and noticed that some of my peers were getting callback times and of course that feeling of rejection started to sink in, despite feeling joyous for my fellow audition buddies and fully understanding that I have booked gigs without the thrill of a callback. Then I remembered that when I got the email for the audition appointment I had $10 to my name. And before I knew it, thanks to the magic of the PayPal MasterCard, I had a train ticket. My dear...