ON STAGE WITH AMANDA PALMER
Ron Vitale asked: "I'd love to look into your mind and see how being on stage went, your fears and how you pushed through."
As you all know, last week darling Amanda Palmer stayed at my house and allowed me to feed her borscht and vodka, and then the next day we went for a walk in the morning, played chess, had lunch, and in the evening got on stage at Seattle's Town Hall. Amanda sang her beautiful songs, and talked about her beautiful book THE ART OF ASKING, and sang again, and invited Jason Webley to come up. He sang songs too. He is fantastically good at it. They both are. And I sat in the first row, fidgeting, waiting for my turn to come up and, hopefully, lend my hand to entertaining the audience. I was dressed in ballet attire—tutu, ballet tights, leotard and everything—because Amanda asked me to. She asked me to be her guest, a writer in a tutu.
You see, this is the power of asking. You ask, and you create a relationship, a sort of bonding, which is what Amanda's book is about, among other things. Was I afraid? Strangely not. I was excited. I got to play out my dream of being a ballerina. On stage. In pink and gauze and all those things that ballet was about for me when I was little. Pointy toes. Elegant arms. Twirls. Bows. Pirouettes.
It is strange how we always look for some sort of a validation before we start doing something. Like before committing to being a writer we seek advice, we go to classes, we read books about writing. We tell people that we "aspire" to become one, we want to write a novel, but for now, because we're only starting, we will write short stories. Notice what happens here. A ceiling. A low ceiling that we put up for ourselves. We daren't jump higher. But there is no such thing as validation of something before starting to do something. Validation comes in the process of doing it.
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