sensing the direction

here i am.
perched.
poised.
peeking into, over and beyond.
hoping.
and about to start production on a play i have waited years to run. produce. create into being a character named catherine who's story tenders currencies beyond numbers and figures into death and grieving and revealing and owning. her own creations become mine.

it's a good story {even a pulizer thought so} but more importantly: in this act, i feel like i've finally pointed my nose toward acting, though all the while in the back of my head, enjoying the fact that this particular piece will be an ensemble creation and we will all be invested in the process of bringing the story to stage.

so, it doesn't seem too far off the mark, as unexpected and delightful and humbling as it was to have a film director, after spending just an evening or two in my company, part ways saying {without stopping for breath}: "are you going to direct? you should direct. you know acting, you're great with people, you have the vision, passion...you would be a great director."

the first two nights of the film festival were brilliant. and this lovely, charming, wonderful soul i got not only to meet, but spend significant, connected, time with was a large part of it. the universe is a wise and generous place.