Lesson 4: Step out of your comfort zone. Most dreams cannot be realized and actualized inside our comfort zones.

                When I think comfort zone, I think the familiar, or the routine. I see stepping out of this little zone as experiencing something new, preferably uncomfortable, challenging, stimulating; something that forces you to tap into areas of your mind that you didn’t know exist, or push your existing skills past their formerly perceived limits. It is not so much being in this uncomfortable zone that I feel has been most beneficial for me, but the reflection felt afterwards. Sometimes the experience ends well, sometimes it doesn’t, but the important thing is that, in essence, we’ve expanded our comfort zones, and with this growth I feel we see the greatest ‘maturation’,  experience, and preparation to handle challenges that will require us to close eyes and jump.

                I took a theatre course first semester last year for a performance requirement. I had no previous acting experience, or doing any kind of performance where I’d be looking at my audience members in the face while performing something ridiculous. Long story short, I created a character named Blade, an insolent, egotistical gay bodybuilder. The character was such a hit, the class decided to create a story around the crazy guy. The setting: a gay wedding. I never really thought about performing Blade. He was more there for me to laugh at then anything. So I had to play this guy, and the closing scene, which I came up with, involved me pulling my gay bride by his stressed shoulders following the dream wedding’s unfortunate wreckage at the hands of intolerant attendees, grabbing him by his tear drenched face and staring into his sparkling eyes for a good five seconds and telling him “We love each other, isn’t that all that matters”. I get very aggravated when people don’t do what is necessary simply because it’s weird, awkward, or uncomfortable, so to answer your question of why I put myself through that ending, that is why.

                It was hard not to laugh. It was highly embarrassing. The crowd thought I was about to make out with a guy. There were ‘whats!?’, ‘no’s’, yes’, and sighs from the crowd at the moment. And that reaction was precisely what I was going after so I was satisfied. The benefit? The crowd enjoyed the show, and my tolerance for embarrassment, awkward feelings, and nervousness, among has dramatically increased. All for a requirement. FunFun.

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