Recently I am reminded of the crazy forces outside of us which influence our path. It struck me just this week that I am not entirely in control of my destiny. Okay, well I already knew this fact. I just forget sometimes…. like a lot. It’s comforting and amazing to know that when I mess up, those forces are there to right my course. On my own, I don’t fare so well. So, thank God for the other forces working in my favor. Yes! Those forces are God. So thank you, God and your troops. We’ve all heard people talk of that desperately wanted job, love, house or (insert desired object here) which eluded us, only to unexpectedly receive something much better shortly afterwards. What’s up with that, anyway? Twice I have auditioned for community theatre roles I failed to get only to be handed a more primo role in another production during the same time period. The scary part is that these phenomenal roles were not even on my radar. Well, I take that back. I usually see them posted, but assume I am not good enough or would never be selected. In fact, my best three roles to date are owed to a director, producer or other involved party who prompted me to audition. Why do I believe so little in myself? I’ve done this in the past with my previous career when I declined to interview for management jobs. What could most of us achieve if we saw in ourselves what others see? Or, what God sees? What if we were less afraid of the challenge? Something tells me you have a story. Here’s the inspiring and eerie details of my latest one.
Following the disappointment of being excluded from a show filled with only small roles and vignettes, I saw a terrific leading lady role at another theatre. I looked into the show, but, for a variety of reasons (not all self-defeating) I rationalized myself right out of it. Here’s where it gets a little weird. I received a message after the first night of auditions from the producer. She wanted me to know about the part, the show and the final night to audition just in case I was interested. Are you kidding? I had forgotten about the whole thing. I went to bed that night and said a prayer asking God, my angels, spirit guides, dead relatives, and any other interested powers who might be listening to please send me a sign. To be honest, the size of the part and the commitment scared me. The next morning I woke to an e-mail from the public library informing me that my hold request had arrived. What hold request? I didn’t request a book. Or, did I? I looked a little closer. It was a copy of the play! I had actually requested the play many weeks ago and forgot to cancel the hold. Obviously, I went to the audition. I don’t know why I was still surprised when I got the part.
I can’t help but think that my spirit guides are forever shaking their heads, thinking, “there she goes again. This girl is dense.” Well, I’m really sorry for making you all work so hard on my behalf. Some of us just have a bigger learning curve than others. But, here’s the great thing. I’m no longer scared of this part. I’m super excited and perfect for it. See, I wouldn’t have been so beautifully gifted something I wasn’t meant to do.
So please pay attention. Watch for the signs. Listen objectively and openly to others when they praise or encourage you. What would this world look like if we moved forward with even half of our dreams or ideas? I can only imagine.
Tell me your story so I can see it more clearly. I would love to add a little serendipicilous nutrients to my daily inspirational diet. And feel free to make up your own fantastical words while you’re at it.