We were not going to ask for help to move…crazy huh? Like standing on dynamite?
Some of our problems we create by simply not asking for help.
And I can say for me, there was some pride in not asking for help to move. I don’t normally ask for help, because receiving help can sometimes make me feel weak, not enough, that I should pay for the help, or that no one really wants to do this/that, I mean would I?
Confession time, I had an attitude in class on Monday, and not the good kind. Acting class is an environment for creativity, openness, play, supporting one another in storytelling and vulnerability.
I like to do, what I want to do, when I want to do it. Two of my peers were performing, after their first take of doing the scene. I couldn’t hear them too well, and decided, I have this time, I’ll journal, I’ve been wanting to do that for a while. Off to journal town I go.
The past couple of weeks have been crazy good for several different reasons. We moved to a new (to us) part of LA. I’ve lived in North Hollywood (NoHo) for the past 5 years. So this new area – means new commutes to everywhere, architecture, vibe of people, grocery, vet, change in landscape too, and lots of hills. Moving to a different area of Los Angeles is like moving to a new city.
Moving has been cleansing, therapeutic, humbling, and tiring! Lol!
We got rid of a lot of stuff, and we’re still giving and throwing things away. Why did I hold onto things that are no longer being used?
Something exciting happened 2 weeks ago, that I wasn’t even expecting. A short film, “Murphy’s Law,” I worked on, as well as, a webisode series, “The Process,” were screened at the Holly Shorts festival! Two films at one festival! Excited!
And to top it off this past Saturday, we went to a screening for another short film, “Raspberry Cream,” that I worked on last October.