On Made Up Selves

At improv class today, we were asked to take on a character. It started with siting a certain way then embodying the character that sits that way. Questions were asked. You then had to reply as consistent as possible with your character.

As I went through the exercise, I mixed up truths, half truths and some created ones. I suddenly was a forty year old yoga teacher rediscovering her true self after being forced to practice law for most of her life. I admitted to finally being free after decades of trying to please others.

Pondering on this experience, I wondered which of those replies were truly made up. Perhaps every response had an ounce of truth. Even the most contrived ones may be a glimpse into one’s inner longings.

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