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Writer's pictureAnnie Cowden

A Diamond in My Haystack

Today is Friday April 10th, 2020. Just another "normal day in quarantine" ha-whatever that means. Truth is I never really have a normal day anyway....this just makes excuses for even more non routine things.


I was in Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat at the Parker Theatre in Salt Lake City, and the owner of the theatre reached out to the cast and said they wanted to record songs and monologues on their stage one at a time, so they could keep sharing videos with their audience while they are closed down!


To me this was a no brainer opportunity....someone was giving me an option to go sing on a stage...if I ever say no to that you seriously need to check my temperature. I am not too good for any stage or performance opportunity. And I never will be. Because every audience is composed of the people. One audience isn't "better" than another audience. And I don't do it for praise anyway, I do it because that's just what I do.


You know when you are on vacation for a long time and it is fun, and you loved it, but you're really just looking forward to your bed, and controlling your routine a little more, and you get back in your front door and feel "ahhhh!". So every single time I get in a rehearsal setting or on stage, that is what I feel. Or if you took a fish out of water, and threw them back in the water. That's the stage and a microphone for me. It's what I truly was created for.


Just yesterday I picked a new audition song for an upcoming audition I have to film for Disneyland Paris, and the song happened to be a great song for this as well. It is "Bless Us All" from the Muppets. The lyrics begin...


Life is full of sweet surprises, everyday's a gift!

The sun comes up and I can feel it lift my spirits

Fills me up with laughter

Fills me up with song

I look into the eyes of love and know that I belong


And I felt it was applicable to talk about in this time. My voice coach told me yesterday to imagine I was talking to a friend who said to me "life sucks, this is hard". And this song was my response to them. The thing is, I truly believe it.


When I go outside in the springtime I literally FEEL love. The sun, wind, trees, grass, air, is literally breathing love onto me. Whilst I am flooded with memories of loved ones in the spring. I just feel love love love all around me.


Getting to step on this stage was like HEAVEN for me. All I ever want is a stage and music for me to sing. This was even better because there was no one to impress, it was an empty theatre. Don't get me wrong I love a full house, but for my own tender soul who doesn't have to worry about being anyone, I just got to tap into me.


If went to my bedroom when I was 8, you more than likely would have found me making up a song holding my barbie microphone.


Every sign is pointing me to go back towards performing. Today was a Good Friday fast that the prophet called for. General Conference last weekend, plus this, plus many of my future plans like internships being canceled...I have never been this "unknown" about my future. So because of my many interests I have asked for specific guidance on what path I should pursue. I don't believe humans have "a right path", but I am very dabbling in my endeavors.


But ya know what I always come back to?


This. Always. I don't NEED anything or to be anywhere or live anywhere, I am always home with me. I just need to be with me- that is what we all need. Stop searching outside, and just be with yourself.


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