Listening to this while I’m wading through a government grant application for my day job is changing my world of productivity. It’s also giving me unrealistic hope that spring is around the corner…
You know, there’s something invigorating about watching the Oscars and running lines for auditions and understudy rehearsals during the commercial breaks. Frozen pizza, Guinness from a can, and inspiration.
That is the most valuable lesson my Grandpa Crisman taught me. Things get hard sometimes, and it’s easy to give up. It’s easy to hold a grudge and let someone slip away for some reason you’ll soon forget. It’s easy to let hopelessness and apathy seep in the cracks when something rocks your world. It’s easy to listen to that voice in your head that tells you you’re wrong, you’re not good enough, you’re unlovable.
It’s easy to stand at the bottom of that giant mountain of an obstacle in your life and say, “Maybe I’ll just find another path. Or maybe I’ll just stay right here. Or maybe I’ll just go home.”
It’s so much harder, in the face of that giant mountain, to say, “You know what? That’s no hill for a climber.” And then climb.
But it feels so good when you reach the top and look down, realize the distance you came and then think…that wasn’t so bad. It may have been challenging and utterly exhausting…but now you’re here, at the top of that giant mountain. And it wasn’t so bad after all. In fact…it was a little exhilarating.
Above all, you conquered it.
I’m not one much for mantras or vision boards or New Year’s resolutions or things like that. But that one, simple phrase, has never left me. No hill for a climber. In a very quiet, direct way, it gives me perspective. Nothing is as big of a deal as we make it out to be, especially once we’re beyond it.
I’ve started to carry that phrase within me a little more these last few weeks. Try it out, see if you like it. Maybe you’ve got a really stressful few weeks at work coming up, maybe you’re trying to achieve some insane posture in your yoga practice, maybe a loved one is hurting, or maybe you’re alone for Valentine’s Day. Just think…no hill for a climber. Because really? It’s not.
Two days ago, I submitted my application for two programs at LAMDA. Tonight, I submitted my application to RADA.
It feels so good to set goals for myself—purely myself—and to achieve them. Even the application is a victory. Hopefully that victory will extend farther… I suppose we’ll wait and see.