Sweet Spot

It's late - or early, depending on your point of view - and I should really be tucked up in bed asleep, but I had to take a moment to publicly declare my thanks to The Universe. Things - all sorts of things - have been swirling and swirling around and around for some time now. And rather than continue to swirl straight down and out of the bottom of the bowl, they've more done a thing like where it swirls...up. Like a geyser. Like the Old Faithful of "Ah! This is how I am going to make it work, make it happen - just...make it!" And if THAT doesn't make any sense, surely "I'm feeling good" does. And right now, that's what I mean.
So, Hedda Gabler opens tomorrow night. Openings are always exciting for me, and while I'm feeling that usual sort of excitement about this show's debut and run, there's also something additional - and THAT feels a bit different. Maybe because this is my first full production back in Columbus since returning from Chicago last year...maybe because digging through this complex role has coincided with some challenging circumstances in my real life...maybe because I feel like I've poured so much of myself into this process...whatever the reason, arriving at this point - opening night - already feels like a triumph.
I have tons more news to report, but as I said, it IS late (or early), and so it will all have to keep until the weekend.
Thank you, Universe.