Tonight is opening night of Reagle Music Theatre’s annual
production of “ChristmasTime.” It’s the 5th time I’ve performed in the
show, and I know it well. I know where my entrances are, how much time I have
for each costume change, and which props I carry in each scene. I’ve memorized
my music and I know my blocking. I’m even solid on my choreography (which is
officially a Christmas miracle). I have no fear of making a mistake or not
knowing what to do if something goes wrong. And yet, I still have butterflies
in my stomach.
The first time I performed in this show, I was terrified on
opening night. But that time, I wasn’t entirely sure of my entrances, I depended
on others to tell me what costume to change into next, I still wasn’t solid on
all my lyrics and blocking, and I was definitely shaky on some of the
choreography. But I got through it with the help of veterans who nudged me into
position, made sure I was in the right costume, whispered upcoming dance steps,
and just generally shepherded me around. And each succeeding year, I was more
comfortable and more confident, and the terror subsided into fear, then
jitters, and now, it’s pure excitement.
It’s exciting to be a part of a performance that plays such
an important role in so many people’s holiday seasons. There are audience
members who have seen this show every year for the past 20 years or more. There
are people in the audience who used to come with their parents and who now
bring their children. There are parents in the audience watching their children
play elves who used to play elves themselves. There are new audience members
who, by intermission, have already decided to make the show an annual tradition
with their family. I have never yet not been thanked by someone in the audience
for making their Christmas extra-special.
What a joy to be a part of something with such a rich
tradition! What a blessing to be a blessing to others during this holiday
season. What a privilege to bring a message of hope and joy and thanksgiving at
a time of year when that message is so often lost in the busy shuffle of
shopping and entertaining and chauffeuring kids to parties and activities. We
may be up on stage to bring joy to the audience, but we can hardly help
bringing joy to our own hearts, as well.
No wonder it gives me butterflies.
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