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I have plants surrounding where I sit.  Basil, oregano, chard, they grow towards the light.  I turn their pots, they stretch to straighten, to lean in the other direction, always toward the source of Sunshine. Human beings can be this way, too. We gravitate toward happy people, we soak up their good vibrations.

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Personally, I know I will not call or meet with someone specifically if I know I don’t have a high frequency, am not feeling well enough to deflect or ward off their bad joujou and keep my own essence positively strong. This is important. There are enough negative energies bombarding us, from the outside world, and even more so sometimes from the inside. The self-defeating thoughts our brains can torment and torture us with is as bad as cutting or bulimia. Moving, stretching ourselves toward the inner Light we are all capable of creating is powerfully rewarding.

This year has thrown a lot of intimate, terrible yuck at my heart, and this has made my head exceedingly defeatist. I certainly wished for the pain to stop, sobbing and begging many times to no avail. Sleep eluded/eludes me, still, though this has gotten better with daily exercise again (when I am focused and allow life to be the imperfection it must) and a natural stress-free sleep combo from the Whole Foods Market. Sleep and exercise, dormancy and challenge, these are what makes Life.

A lot of accomplishments have occurred, too, though those are not as easy to dwell upon, but they can be. I learned I can memorize well and quickly, thus that is no longer a fear. I was shown I can audition and get a callback, when I go and have Fun, because Fun is part of the Light, and everyone wants to be comfortably warm and smiling. I laughed at myself, and still do, with many others also laughing at themselves and the challenge of learning choreography. To be challenged is part of living. All beings yearn and strive to be whole, to be well, this is our natural homeostasis, to grow and be healthy and shining with confident eudaemonia.

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Moments of inspiration, respiration, perspiration, they come in and out of life.  When a person is born, we celebrate.  When a person dies, we mourn.  A celebration

of the life they shared with us and the world is a productive, optimistic, motivating choice. I wholly empathize, and cry hard, to the point of nausea, when a close loved one croaks.  All that morose feelings, though, is for me, my regrets for not seeing them that one last time, hurt I did not soak up every opportunity with them because my “life”, and appointments, and commitments got in my own way. Excuses.

Our loved ones know we love them, they know this because we spent loving time and shared deep unexplainable connections, over countless moments together. To have regrets, the pain is deep. A pain unalterable, all we can do is allow, and let go. How easy it is, two simple, short words, to say: Let go, of all we wish had happened, would happen. How brief this life is, and how peaceful we can choose to breathe. Or to heave, with sobbing thrusts, when all is truly out of our little control. Control, like time, and money, are, in fact, illusions. Death commands: Relinquish.

This year has proven a grand reminder, to live in this moment, this present before me NOW. To breathe deeply, in and out, to seek ways to calm myself and care for this little being, channeling the most energetic essence, that is me. Many times, folks have told me I have to take care of myself, and those too are easy, valuable words. Figuring out HOW to care for myself, when life has thrown much seriousness to deal with onto the playing board, I try to … PLAY. As a wooer of words, I adore looking up synonyms. My favorite for months has been

PLAYFUL [adj] funny, fun-loving: coltish, flirtatious, frisky, jaunty, jesting, jocund, mirthful, rollicking, snappy, vivacious, whimsical, and zippy.

Simply typing these words has spanned a smile wide across my face. May mirth rollick into you day in many ways.  It’s all worthy.

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This Monday 10/10 I am enthralled to be a guest on BBox internet radio!  Have a listen from 1-3pm EST!!

Last week, I attended an open meeting with a commercial agent at the actor’s union (SAG-AFTRA) office. As a Meisner trained actor, I am confident stating listening is a strength of mine. screen-shot-2016-09-24-at-2-06-11-pmCommercials, however, while they may involve listening or reacting to another actor or situation, are more likely to be a monologue. In every situation an actor must bring herself to the material, let it flow through without pushing, relax, have fun, and ultimately play!

The ‘Casting Access’ opportunity stipulated “bring 30 seconds of commercial copy”, your headshot and resume, oh, and it is not advised to wear flip-flops. They really have to say that; maybe it’s for the L.A. folks. This was to be my very first foray into commercials. Of all the classes in which I have invested, from improv to auditioning for the camera, I now shake my head that so potentially lucrative a field as commercials was overlooked. Commercial acting is … acting, but it is also specific in its technique, and thanks to the Q&A with the agent, there is now a serious value for years of thorough improv training.

Google [personally I utilize blackle.com] knows everything, and with a quickness I found an ice cream commercial that felt right for me, “my type”, the young mom, shall we say. I worked on memorizing it, and the day came for my very first commercial audition, albeit for a commercial agent. As far as I could feel, it went exceedingly well. He was very positive with his feedback, remarking he could see me recalling the memory like we do in real life (the cogs turning so-to-speak), I was warm and brought my organic essence; I felt like I had nailed it. Then, I had to let it go. Doing fantastic makes one levitate with ecstatic satisfaction- you feel validated, like “yeah, I am very good”. In the end, though, in every aspect of life, we have to let it go, move on, because after we do whatever it is we do, there is the next moment in life, and holding on to the past stifles the future.

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Today, casting inquired my availability to audition: today. “Yes!”was the natural response. One always enthusiastically replies affirmative. At least, this is the habit we cultivate when desiring positive reverberation from Universal Energy to all our own hopes and dreams answered. This audition was specific to redheads … and could I be there by 2:00 pm. Again: “Yes!”.

Quick like a bunny, I hopped in the shower and blow-dried my hair, found my last remaining prepared headshot and resumé [they pleasantly remarked how I was the only one who had come prepared] and off I went into the magic that is Manhattan. Arriving, after discovering the entrance, though listed on Broadway, was truly on 40th … being photographed by security in order to have a barcode printed with my photo so I can to scan my way through the gates to ride the elevator, I land on the 23rd floor to a standing-room-only waiting room full of glorious redheads!

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Rocks and leaves

Pleasantly chatting up the male receptionist for approximately half an hour … it was my turn. They were looking to fill five positions for a live event to include: the cowgirl from Toy Story, Lucille Ball, Julia Roberts from Pretty Woman, Wendy from the fast food restaurant, and Poison Ivy. I think every woman instantly wants to be the tall, sexy Pretty Woman, but reality helped me consider the chances of me, at 5’3”, fitting that tall bill … upon re-evaluation, my excitement grew as I realized my long tendrils would be a perfect fit as Poison Ivy. The audition consisted of improvisation, which was immense fun. Sexy, seductive, deadly Poison Ivy. Needless to say, [I forgot to mention, a bird made a tiny poo landing right on me surfacing from the subway] … the audition went splendid! They confirmed my availability both the 16th and the 18th … I am completely available ALL the 18th, however, I am already booked for the 16th … because … I said “Yes!” to another casting director for a show I work on all the time! “Friday is a rehearsal, it is an hour, everyone has to be there, we’ll be making our decision tomorrow” … oh well! It would have been immensely fun to dress up in an amazing Poison Ivy costume. At least I got to practice auditioning!

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I am that woman who holds onto a bottle of-who-knows-how-many-too-many-years-old clear nail polish top coat, because the bottle is still more than half full.  Worry nevermore over a cost (though be it well deserved, much needed, self-pampering time) of more Self-manicures, an easy removal from the list of worry.  It comes down to time.  Many matters do.  At the end of the year I find myself more motivated to take my time (does that even make the slightest sense?), and accomplish, somehow, even more.  Focused.  Busy year, quite full of thanks.  List making (aside from the mental ones to keep track of worrying) is a brilliant start to a day.  Consistency creates ease.  Dirty, dirty… chaos, must naturally create the opposite, dis-ease.  And then, and then, and then, another year begins. Perhaps I continue to persevere the day after day of working this Business of Show. And perhaps I overcome having postcards addressed to huge casting director stamped:

RETURN TO SENDER

NOT DELIVERABLE AS ADDRESSED

UNABLE TO FORWARD

Boo!  How does one circumnavigate this hurdle into getting in front of someone in this casting director’s office. Sometimes I feel so nervous auditioning. I get in my own way. Recently I had an experience where I realize this is one of my grandest hurdle. Anxiety. How has this happened to me? I may be the best in the class, but without being in class to work out, I feel less confident going into an audition. I think I just struck on to something. Ok. So classes? Paying for classes is not something for which I am budgeted. No yoga classes. No dance classes.  no stunt training.  no jujitsu.  No acting classes.  But, “I just struck on to something”, and classes certainly eased this anxiety that I suddenly find bear hugging me. What is a woman to do? Part time job for classes? Then how much time am I committing to instead of time spend to grow this incorporation?  To attend classes, at least two days each week. Leaving only five days each week to hope for multiple days to work as an extra, oh grand aspirations one hopes to achieve!  AKA a form of Networking, that happens to pay a little.  Ok. Where there is a will there is a way.  Where? Let us move on to that question perhaps now and we’ll tackle the other one next. Lively New year; the time is now 7:24 in the East Coast USAIMG_0112

 

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Dark Chocolate Malt with FRESH whipped cream

I am postponing a blog about on-set vocabulary, because a young friend who is recovering from an aneurysm asked the title question a couple times on a recent visit. Although I am a relatively appreciative human, all things are in flux.  Sunrise, sunset, balance, diet, sleep, cleanliness, inhale, exhale, the space inbetween, and the cycle of all these moments mingling.  Perfectionism is a fallacy, a frustration at which to be smiled and laughed at loudly.  A beautiful, temporarily, forgetful Being reminded me, we may think we make connections, words to ideas, motivation to movement.  Truly, we make moments – the pinnacle Being filled with Love and Laughter.

I am grateful to have visited her in a rehabilitation center.  She is so free, even to stop and explain her fear of doing less good should she continue.  Through a huge joyous smile, expressing how “frustrating” and literally grasping at not being able to find the right word, she entertained the room with her shining energy of perseverance.  So beautiful, always, on the outside, yet had been somehow hesitant and shy with people when participating in her passion: photography.  Now, from a bed she radiates confidence and enthusiasm making each moment Perfect.  Truth is, rather than this illusion we imagine- a sad magic reductionism, a mental cobweb we catch and wind ourselves up in- the deeper stuff, the sense/feeling in our guts prior to words and explanations, that is Real.

Patient, at times, frustrated, at time, calm, hot, sweet, mean, tired, jazzed, confident, afraid, self-conscious, free, as humans we contain all colors, words, and the labels they offer.  As an actor, I must accentuate what is a slight aspect of myself and emphasize one streak for a role- become comfortable, justify the “rightness” of behaving in a manner “less strong” or “slutty”.  To make sense and appreciate hearing a breeze dancing the leaves outside my window- and link the hieroglyphics we have created to represent this imagery = blessed.  Unintentionally, I punned the young friend in parting: Keep Being Patient with Yourself.  Are we not all Patients in the rehab ward for regularly re-learning Patience 🙂

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Katrina Perkins. . . You Love with Love.  A dear friend, who happens to live across the globe, and whom I have yet set eyes on in person, sent me a most thoughtfully artistic gift.  As ‘pen pals’ we communicate through this delightful invention termed “The Internet”.  He consistently brings me laughter and smiles with his blog BlueFishWay and we have a running callback of having breakfast together each morning- a goal I hope one day to realize in the flesh!

In this life that is all too brief, one leaf on a tree in a forrest but for a season, it delights me much to have found friends who believe and support creative efforts.  It is a pleasure to applaud them, as well. We each have a voice, and this is recently reminded to me as I am in the midst of listening to a powerful audiobook, for perhaps the second or third time, “The War of Art” by S. Pressfield.  It is important to remember that the act of creating is selfLess The actor/writer/photographer creates to serve The Muse.  So many strive to create, to bring life and inspiration through art and its platform to bring clarity and beauty into the life of another human. Write the stories You want to read and watch . . . this is what occurred to me when viewing a movie I had once, in another chapter of my life, enjoyed.

Still I feasted visually on the location: Ireland.  However, the trite pursuit of a woman to wed, left me rolling my eyes skyward, and wishing for more stories of Women of Courage.  Throughout history many strong females existed, at the forefront of change and perseverance – Pocahontas, Debra Sampson, Elizabeth Blackwell, Annie Oakley, Annie Sullivan, and Amelia Earhart – are a mere half dozen.  This comes on the heals of a one woman play I am currently rehearsing which features these daring and brave women. Respected, admired, and inspired by true actions, these are the traits I seek in a Hero – someone to love.  Courage is a twinkle, a star that makes others smile and breathe deeply.  Thank you, to all who inspire themselves, fore YOU inspire me!

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Katrina PerkinsOvernight (noun) work”day” begins near sunset, filming through the darkness of night, usually exteriors, ending the next morning with the changing of the morning sky a half hour before sunrise.

Fraturday (noun)  an overnight on a Friday, ending Saturday morning.

Last week I worked a three “day” overnight booking filming a movie with Dave Franco.  I was a masked character in a group of hundreds, but the location was amazing and should look really great for the onscreen finale. Let it be known: One overnight throws your sleep schedule off for at least a day, or even two.  By the time you get home, the sun is up and most everyone else is rising and shining.  Trying to sleep for more than a few hours is an effort, waking only a couple hours later, then trying to function on half the sleep normally necessary- the day drags as much as you do.  I cannot wait to take a shower and call it an early night and go to bed at a [once dreaded] child’s bedtime of 8 pm.

Back-to-backs can be a challenge, even when they are not overnights, especially when the project booked is different from one day to the next.  Inevitably, the first show will work 14-15 hours, wrapping really late.  By the time you get home, pack the requested wardrobe for the next day’s movie with the Murphy’s Law call-time of 5:30 am, three hours of sleep is usual.  Thus, back-to-back bookings eventually wear you down, requiring time to recoup, in the hopes of preventing a fall to illness, which can take you away from work opportunities even longer.

I owe myself eight hours of sleep; between the three consecutive overnights and one Fraturday just past- this is when being a napping pro would come in useful.  If it is a rainy day, I can nap, or a hot day when nothing is really scheduled… otherwise, the mind will not shut-up long enough to fall asleep in the middle of the day. Today, I napped!  Tomorrow, I go to a softball game to cheer on the SAG-AFTRA team in Central Park!  Hard work deserves some fun in the sun!!

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NM4L9196 (2)Numerous times have others complimented how clearly I enunciate, and even the hard of hearing appreciate my vocal quality.  One more reason for auditioning to become an audiobook narrator. The four hour (each way) drive from University to my hometown each weekend began a journey as an avid audiobook listener.  “The Three Musketeers”, “Phantom of the Opera”, and “Fahrenheit 451” were a few of the first listens.  Ever since, ‘talking books’ have been a staple, devouring self-helps/spiritual in times needing guidance, Shakespeare whilst doing dishes, and financial investing books as I dye my hair.

In Los Angeles, I was honored to be a part of Tsunami Radio Theater, a group that recorded independently written stories, and was recognized with the “Rising Star: Hardest Working Actress” award.  Time in the studio with such an amazing crew of gifted voice actors will always remain a fond memory.  This month I focus toward the future, and hope to become a narrator for Audible.  On Tuesday 18 March, I audition in New Jersey and am immensely excited.  You as my WordPress family are consistently supportive and I truly hope to have marvelous news to report soon.

Last year I took a course with Audie (the audiobook equivalent of the Oscars) Award winning narrator Johnny Heller, which is where i learned of this amazing opportunity to audition to be a part of the Amazon team.  The path Life takes is rarely the one envisioned, but when we appreciate the journey and the divine route being guided through all the ‘wants’ and desires, sometimes it is good to realize the right here-right now is enough.  My wants list includes a dishwasher, washer/dryer, and a puppy- those are the items this little self feels would make her happy.  In truth, I am already happy, and thankful to have created this Freedom for myself to take a chance to say “Yes!” to a Life that allows me to work on a schedule that suits me.  Sometimes I wish to be a smidge more focused, but that is just another “want”.  Thank you all for your good vibrations from around the world.  Please accept my gratitude.

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Life inspires us

To work harder

To do better

with each passing day’s

Sunrise and sunset.

Golden pink sun rays

Can repay this debt

I owe such grandeur

Beating muscles to endure

beyond time clocks

and pay checks

through a Universal energy

Sparkles you and me.

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