28/08/2025
To do the work I do, I need to be grounded in myself—my truth.
And to get there, I had to return to something I’d left behind.
After years of being in a supportive role—for my son, my family, and others—I stepped back onto the stage. Not to perform for approval, but to reclaim a part of myself I’d tucked away.
The most meaningful transitions are often the most painful.
Because to welcome the new, we have to let go of the old.
And that comes with grief—grief that must be lived through.
Stepping into the light again was that for me. A shedding. A returning.
And what unfolded? One of the most joyful, nourishing, and creatively fulfilling experiences I’ve ever had on the stage.
Surrounded by incredible women—each also choosing to return to themselves—we created something real. The audience felt it. They celebrated the joy, the chemistry, the play. Because we weren’t striving for perfection. We wanted connection. Satisfaction. Truth.
Our director Mark Constable, held space for all of it. Collaboration, individuality, the messy and beautiful realities of life as artists and humans. And through it all, something shifted in me.
It ripped off a stuck, old band-aid.
And underneath were wounds around worth, expression, and visibility—finally starting to heal.
And now that I’ve ripped it off, I know I have to keep showing up. Keep letting air flow through. Keep choosing myself.
The most powerful moment?
Seeing my family in the audience—smiling, crying, witnessing.
And knowing, deep in my bones: I’m not neglecting them by following what lights me up.
I’m showing them what it looks like to live fully.
To be seen. To choose joy.
And that gives them permission to do the same.
📸 - by the wonderful Kathryn Tollerud Photography and my beautiful cast of talented women
