The 2012 Act Three Journey of an Actress/Coach/Writer.

Day 305 The Times They Are A Changin’ …

Posted by themirrenlee on 03/11/2012

Bob Dylan said it best. And we certainly do got us a whole lotta change happenin’ everywhere at once right now.

Weather challenges, The Big Election challenge, economy changes, policy changes, legal challenges on so many different fronts, changes in what constitutes a family – the list is pretty overwhelming.

On the personal front, here, with me, the changes are so potentially positive that it’s exciting and scary all at the same time. No, not scared of the changes themselves – I LOVE change – just a slight worry that the changes won’t continue to develop, and improve my life back to how it was about five years ago,when I could cope with the Fibromyalgia. And sleep!

Ever since I started sleeping with the Circadin, other supplements have worked better and I can now actually get deep REM sleep. Only slight problem with that is the troubling dreams once I get into deep enough sleep. I have post traumatic stress from my childhood – something they’re taking seriously now. And it comes out in my dreams. But hey, as long as I can continue to sleep, I’m willing to dream about all the villains from DC and Marvel comics together!

The sleep is steadily relaxing my muscles and reducing the pain. Plus I don’t feel constantly like I just want to crawl back into bed and stay there forever. In other words, I’m AWAKE!

I’ve gone onto anti inflammatories again for the arthritis in my back (which has been the cause of my walking pain), and I seem to be tolerating it this time around, while the back pain has receded a bit. I’m seeing the physio who fixed my leg pain before – but not until week after next, because (he reminded me) this is Melbourne Cup Week coming up.

It’s held the same day as the U.S. election, so we may not get much other coverage except horses! The season goes for a couple of weeks, but Tuesday is the BIG race, held about 3pm, and people who don’t ever gamble have a flutter on this race. Usually, the bet is made because of some frivolity like the horse’s name, or the famous trainer, or what color the jockey’s stable is, and yet nine times out of ten the outsider wins! They hold pools in offices, and it’s called the “Horse Race that Stops a Nation”, but really it only stops Melbourne because it’s a state holiday here.

April, 1969 was my first month in Australia and I knew nothing of this. I was living in Sydney, and needed a stamp, so I went to the post office, and it was deserted. I rang the bell and a highly irritated guy came out from the back and said, “Don’t you know what time it is?” I had picked the moment of the important race to drag him from the back where they were all watching the race on TV. I’ve never made that mistake again!

But I digress. I really want to say that yes, I can count this as the first day of the month because I’m feeling so positive. I have had such an extraordinary week of energy, and controllable pain, and building stamina, that I feel like a fresh start is coming on. Who knows if it’s one thing helping, or a combination? All I know is that I can actually get out of bed – for a whole week I have been up IN THE MORNING, and stayed up. I’ve had to go to bed early, but I’m even increasing that stamina as well. It just feels like a new me trying to break out from within.

Today I coached an actor via Skype. She needed New York Italian for Arthur Miller’s play, “A View From the Bridge”. God, I hate Miller’s work – so call me a cretin, I don’t care. Anyway, I sorted her out in an hour, and she might need some top ups as she gets a good grasp on the fine tuning. It was such a pleasant session, I’m going to start letting agents and others know that I’m coaching again. Now THAT’S a breakthrough, to feel I have the energy for that!

This is a great way to coach. I don’t even need to see them – that can be distracting. I only need to hear them; I can tell what their mouths are doing (or need to be doing) just with my ear. Nobody has to travel, and we can stay in our “comfy clothes”. And I can coach around the world, which I’ve done before.

Maybe suffering through The Menopause from Hell in my 50s means I get the trade off of feeling good in my 60s. That would be nice, wouldn’t it?

So today may not be the first of November, but it’s the first day of the rest of my life. And right now, it’s looking more promising than it has for years. I just need to make sure that I don’t overdo it all at once in my excitement.

I still want to talk, in another post, about what success means to individual people, but let me start here by saying one example of success to me is when I’m not restricted in doing what I want to do because of outside influences, like chronic health challenges. It’s a form of feeling trapped that is soul destroying. If I can continue to come out of that entrapment, I will feel like the luckiest, and most successful, person I can be!

I’m just changin’ …

2 Responses to “Day 305 The Times They Are A Changin’ …”

  1. Tammy said

    So happy that things are working well for you 🙂

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