Starting something- something big- is like pushing a boulder. It seems impossible. It is huge and isn't giving any signs of budging. And you can't push it by yourself. You've got to get other people behind it with you, all pushing in the same direction. And then, after pushing as hard as you can, against what can feel an impossible task, suddenly it starts to budge. There are small, rocking movements, and then it starts to roll. Once that boulder starts to roll, get out of the way. There's no stopping it now- just try to keep up.
My work is a boulder. I'm pushing against it, and frankly, I can feel a little crazy, standing here leaning against something much larger than myself and my strength. But I want to have faith that if I keep pushing, stay diligent, recruit others to push with me- it will budge. We will get this boulder rolling. And then there will be no stopping it.
In the meantime, I guess there will be lots of quiet days in a mostly empty theatre, praying that a year from now I will pine for the quiet and emptiness that I now so detest.
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