There's a storm rolling in, blacker than sin on a Sunday, rolling in to cover the sky and shadow the ground in hues of gray and black. Bringing darkness with it, darkness that hides the sun and frightens the children. The temperature drops slowly, degree by degree, bidding you to crawl into bed and duck under the covers to return on a sunnier day. Rain pounds the window panes,a flash of lightning, a clap of thunder. The sounds of the storm as much a part of it as the storm itself. There's a storm rolling in.

Find Your Light

"Find your light!" says my director everyday. Of course, she means it in the most literal sense. Stand in the light of the spotlight to make sure the audience can see your face, your expression, your movements. But maybe there's more to finding your light than that. "Find your light." The light in your eyes that sparks up when you're doing the thing you love most. When your smile lights up a room. The light that comes from the fire in your heart. A light of joy. A light of passion. A light of love. When the darkness is all around you, and it's overwhelming and consuming, a light that saves you. "Find your light" and never look back.