In a world of ‘not enough’, you need to hold on to the days when you are enough. The day I barely had the coins to get the bus from our rented apartment to UBC to train all day, rehearse all night, and earn an academic degree somewhere in between. As the teachers commented that we all looked awful, some… Read more →
Category: Inspiration from my Story
BLACK Lives Matter. We Need to Say It.
BLACK lives matter. Say it. Now say it again. Again and again and again. This isn’t just a concept or an ideal. This is a MANTRA that needs to be said and heard. Of course all lives matter. But to say that instead disempowers the people you mean to include. If all lives truly did matter the BLM movement… Read more →
Selling You
So one of my weakest skills as a seriously sensitive, once cripplingly insecure, Class 1 introvert has been selling myself. As an actor, of course. Who was I to tell them that I was the best for the part, better than anyone in the room? Who was I to believe that they would want me? Who was I to say… Read more →
When Their ‘Why’ Hurts
You may be in the scene for the first time. Or it’s the same scene that has played out over and over again. And you are hurting. I see it. The memes about the hurt. About ‘hurt me once shame on you, hurt me twice shame on me’. About broken trust. About broken hearts. They are the cries for… Read more →