Preparing for Paris

3 Jul

I wrote previously about The Coming Out Monologues.

The show was this past weekend and it was great. People really responded to the show. There was this whole exchange of energy between the audience and the players that made both evenings extrordinary. The response from the community has been wonderfully positive and appreciative. I feel so fortunate to have been a part of something so special.

I stepped out of my comfort zone and something terrific came of it. I am a richer person for it. Along the way, I met some extraordinary new friends. What a blessing.

I know why they call it the “comfort zone”–because it is comfortable. Comfort is a good thing. But it is also over-rated.

I have for a very long time, been a creature of habit. I am not sure I fully appreciated how attached I was to routine. I just kept riding the well defined grooves and another day passed. Another week. Etc. This is easy to do when you have a job, a home, a partner, responsiblities. Routines are comforting. Again with the “comfort.”

When I first heard about The Coming Out Monologues, a voice in my head said, “you should do this.” It was an opportunity to write. It was also an opportunity to perform on stage. I hadn’t been on stage since high school, and I didn’t even know I missed it.

Once I met the amazing people who were the drivers behind the project, I knew I wanted to take this ride. I am so glad that I did.

While I was involved in this project, an opportunity arose for me to join two friends who are going to Paris this month.

Now, in my head, if one is going to a foreign country, one should plan the trip for at least a year–learn the language, figure out travel iteneraries, etc. So, I was very reticent about running off to Paris with only a month’s notice. By my standards, that was like going off to Paris on a whim. Who goes to Paris on a whim?

Apparently me.

I gave it a little thought, checked the finances and found this was entirely doable. Then I said, “Yes, I would love to go to Paris.”

And so I am. I leave a week from Saturday.

“Bill–you were in The Coming Out Monologues and it was great! What are you going to do now?”

“I am going to Paris!”

Now that the show is over, I am focusing on what I need to do to get ready. I have my passport. I have ordered some Euros so I don’t have to flounder around trying to get cash when I first arrive. Flight has been booked. Hotel reservation is confirmed.

What next?

I am preparing for Paris. The question is, is Paris prepared for me?

One Response to “Preparing for Paris”

  1. Mary Atwood July 5, 2012 at 5:08 pm #

    Better yet, is Paris prepared for us!

    It will be an adventure of a lifetime and I am so glad we will all share it. See you on the steps!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Faerie Visions

A podcast by Max Gibson

Broken Castles

Shattered long ago...

Fiddlbarb's Blog

Ramblings and Musings From My Heart

Founder Zen

Before founding, chop wood, carry water....after founding, chop a lot of wood, carry a lot of water

Indie Hero

Brian Marggraf, Author of Dream Brother: A Novel, Independent publishing advocate, New York City dweller

bunny slippers

complete nonesense

marianrhea

Just another WordPress.com site

Margaret's Miscellany

(in which I catalog my travels and a random assortment of likes and dislikes)

Angelart Star

The beautiful picture of angels makes you happy.

Urkai Community

pedaling towards a sustainable world

justbadtiming

life as i know it

Dream, Play, Write!

Today, make a commitment to your writing.

Slobodni graditelj

legalizacija • edukacija • projektiranje • gradnja • nadzor • savjetovanje

for the love of nike

for the love of nike

joeseeberblog

This WordPress.com site is the cat’s pajamas

%d bloggers like this: