I woke up different this morning. Same fuzzy flannel sheets, sun shining in through a crack in the blinds, sweetheart snoozing restlessly beside me. But something had shifted deep within me. And that something was telling me that the time had come, that change was here, and it was time for me to rise to the occasion and face the future head on.
I have never been particularly open about my beliefs, whether they be political, spiritual, moral, or even completely casual and harmless. I’d rather offer a smirk, a warm compliment, a witty aside– especially if it saves me from exposing myself to conflict. I am an excellent listener, easy to please, and ready to follow. But last night the United States of America, my country, elected Donald Trump to be the next President of the United States. A man who stands for hate, fear, and intolerance. And no matter how much the thought of sharing my views with the world make makes me squirm, I know that now is the time to speak up. Now more than ever. Because it’s only in working together, in talking about the issues (and then listening too, lots of listening) that face our country and our world, that I will ever be able to change it. This is a whole new world to me: I’m used to keeping my head firmly in the sand voting (somewhat) blindly down the liberal line, ignoring the world outside of my bubble. But I am ready and willing to learn, and to share my journey along the way.
It’s not just the political climate. The crisp autumn wind is causing everything in my life to quiver and shake. Changing careers, new family traditions, falling in love, gaining my independence, learning to cook… I never expected 2016 to be so tumultuous, and 2017 is shaping up to be one for the books. In starting this blog, I hope to speak out about the things that matter to me, to share my point of view, and ultimately even create an artistic community focused on helping others make their own way. Here I am this morning, armed with my favorite denim jacket and winged eyeliner, ready for whatever the future brings. Won’t you come along on the journey with me?
P.S. And as a bonus, here are a few things that are are keeping me sane today:
- The soundtrack to Hamilton. The secret about the awesomeness that is Hamilton is way past out, but I am especially comforted today by this revolutionary piece of theatre. Lin-Manuel Miranda is a gift, and has inspired me since I first discovered In The Heights at sixteen. Here is baby Lin back in 2009, performing for President Obama at The White House.
- Vlogbrothers. While all of their election coverage has been full of knowledge and inspiration, today’s post by John regarding the election results definitely hit home.
- This article.“A Post-Election Plea, To The Theatre And Its Artists” by Howard Sherman.
- My community. A loving supportive partner. Lunch and commiseration with my new coworkers. Planning for my first ever hosting of Thanksgiving for my entire family. My crazy little world- I wouldn’t trade it for anything.