I think perhaps early on in the show, having an interaction with a puppet starts to slow me down and open me up to the open heart and humanity that I am lacking. The fact that it is one step removed from a 'real' human, allows me to feel safe around it, and I start to soften, slow, open.
From this place, as I open up more through the puppets and my heart begins to feel life again, I realize that I am absolutely completely in love with Bob. Pitter patter pitter patter pitter patter . . . ga-gunk, ga-gunk, ga-gunk.
Now, if I could only get the damn puppets to help me get him to love me back . . . or have the puppets been him all along . . .
Through my journey, I find my heart, my humanity, my presence. (Sounds a lot like acting, huh?)
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