Small Things

This is a week where I've needed a mom to help keep my life on order. And while I called my mom on her birthday and ended up feeling more joyous after surprising her, I had to handle all of the overwhelming things myself. (Is that the secret of adulthood - being your own mom??) Haha. (But really... ;) )
Lo and behold, time passed, things happened, and I accomplished tasks. I'm ending today grateful for small things, like time to get some laundry done and clean up my room. Feeling less stressed and ready for Albert Herring round 2 at SFCM tomorrow night!

Looking for Goodness

"You're far too apt to like people in general," commented Elizabeth.

Perhaps because I'm looking for goodness, which tends to be easily discovered.

Second Monday

Late to bed and early to rise
Makes me a grump and brings tears to my eyes.

I deem today "Second Monday."

Time for Wednesday.

Counting Down

I hate to admit it but I'm counting down the days until classes are done and my life can calm down.

What Do I Have?

"What do I have, if not my two hands?"

A remarkable bit of words from a piece by a remarkable woman -- The She-Who Songs by Elinor Armer.  This is the line that sticks with me every time we have rehearsed and performed this trio.

What do I have, if not my two hands?...

What can I be but a servant?
What am I worth beyond what I can give?

Red Sands

With the first breath came the sun, all fire and heat.  Alone in the cold darkness, he let a drop of his fire fall into the vastness, which became the heart of the Earth.  As time passed, the Earth grew and cooled, with blue waters and green lands forming upon her skin.  The Sun marveled at her beauty and loved it so much that he moved around and around to warm her.  But he could not keep both sides of the Earth warm, so he dropped another bit of fire on her other side, that he could light from afar, so she would always know how his love shone for her.  Thus came the Moon.  

Yet, despite his adoration of the Earth, there came a time when the Sun fell in love with the Moon as well.  The Moon crossed between the Sun and Earth and from that union came the stars.  When the Earth felt the shadow of the love between the Moon and Sun, she wept.  In her anger, she took her fire-heart and crushed it into dust.  This is our home - the Red Desert - where the Earth broke her own heart.

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This is a legend of the people who inhabit the red-sanded place described in the little fiction from a week or so ago, entitled "Laelani."  Just something that popped into my head tonight, enhancing a novel idea that has been with me for a very long time.

Dream Roles

Tracy Turnblad
Maria von Trapp
Elphaba
Glinda

... This is a limited list because I'm tired. Watching Hairspray for an assignment (!) and thoroughly enjoying it. :)