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December 31st, 2022

12/31/2022

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As seen from the ScotRail, somewhere between Glasgow and Mallaig, Scotland, July 2022.
It's New Year's Eve, and I find myself continuing a (mostly) annual tradition of riding the Amtrak train back to Boston after visiting family in Upstate NY. I've lost count of how many of my New Year's Eves have been spent speeding along the tracks of New York and Massachusetts, watching snow covered fields whiz by the window as dusk begins to descend, and as I do my best to scribble in my journal as the train bumps along. Some years, like this one, I am happily installed in a seat by myself, gobbling up both stories and sweets as if the turning of a New Year depends on them. Other years, like last year, I am overwhelmed by Big Feelings evoked by moving back and forth between my childhood home and my chosen home in a relatively short span of time, and do my best to negotiate a panic attack by penning a poem in between reading texts from a dear friend coaching me through breathing exercises in an attempt to keep my anxiety from running away with itself. Even more years are somewhere in between. 


Earlier today, in between nibbles of homemade spice cookies and short lived naps (as many naps on trains are), I found myself looking back over past posts I have written on or around New Year's Eve. I simultaneously love getting my thoughts out on the page (er, screen) as we embark on another trip around the sun and loathe the pressure I feel to broadcast something meaningful to the social media world that sums up how I am feeling in the present moment, caught on the cusp on a brand new month, the first steps of a shiny new year. As such, I let these two feelings, Love and Loathing, play tug of war for awhile in my mind and heart before calling a truce and opening up a new email, committing to capturing my tangled reflections on New Year's Eve before the train docks in Boston. Midnight approaches, as does South Station, so here goes some imperfect insights.

I resist nailing down some grand conclusion for the year that's on the way out because too many times (at least for my taste), I see folks proclaim things on social media, such as "Good riddance (fill in the year here)!!! You sucked!! This new year better be AWESOME!!!!" Or similarly, "(Fill in the year here) was the BEST YEAR! So grateful and excited to see what wonderful things the New Year brings!" 

While I respect everyone's own lived experience of a particular year, these two sample sentiments make me feel an uncomfortable amount of pressure to slap a simplified label on the last twelve months of my own life, deeming it as either the BEST or the WORST. The expectation to reflect on the year in such a binary way feels inauthentic at best, impossible at worst. It's confusing, isn't it? 

Melissa: "Well, 2022 was the year I graduated with my MFA, so that's awesome."
Also Melissa: "Oh - 2022 is also the year that I experienced an intense autoimmune flare - not so great."

I could go on and on with these seemingly competing pieces of evidence, each doing its darndest to prove why 2022 was amazing or not, but the arguments would be endless, and no conclusion would likely be reached, at least in a way that felt true. Because none of it's true AND it's all true. 

As I embark on my sixth year of therapy, a space in which I am doing a mediocre job of learning to lean into the messy middle where things don't fit neatly into boxes, pressuring myself to check a box for the year (good or bad) feels counterintuitive to all I want to be moving towards, step by shaky step. In this spirit, rather than make a massive statement about 2022 and 2023, I'll offer a smattering of moments and mantras, tiny and towering, that feel meaningful for me as I do my best to show up each day and root myself in the values that feel important to me:

  • Breaking a nearly three year long flying fast by getting on a plane to London this summer and having the time of my life in the gorgeous windswept landscapes of England and Scotland (more posts of these treasured moments to come)
  • DO IT ALL SCARED (Note to self: No such thing as feeling 100 % ready or prepared. For anything.) 
  • Dancing in Missouri under an October moon to Lizzo after having the privilege of officiating the wedding of a dear, dear friend of mine
  • A student telling me they are going to stick with theatre in part because of their experience in my class
  • Ask people you trust for advice AND TAKE YOUR OWN ADVICE AS WELL (you are wiser than you think)
  • Continuing to make things, both wonderful and wonky: poetry, blouses, pies, and plays (both finished and in-process)
  • On the note of advice, KNOW WHOSE EXPERIENCE DOESN'T APPLY TO YOU (or as Tish Melton says, "Stop asking [people] directions to places they've never been.")
  • Beginning Exposure Response Prevention therapy for OCD in order to get some much needed relief
  • Continuing to connect / reconnect with My People (near and far) who make life magical
  • TWO TRUTHS CAN EXIST AT ONCE (you can be mad as hell at someone and still share love and compassion with them)
  • Performing in my first Shakespeare play and having fun with swords 
  • Getting Covid and having a much anticipated Shakespeare production run cancelled because of it
  • Learning to make ramen in my own tiny city kitchen
  • STOP FEEDING YOUR OWN SUFFERING (acknowledge that it's real AND don't build your identity around it)
  • Continuing to connect with kindred spirits in a house that has a rich history of kindred spirits connecting within its walls 

That's all I got for now. Even as I feel slightly let down at the lack of fanfare in this post, I remind myself that I never promised myself some grand conclusion that could be set to swelling music, but rather the acknowledgement that  ordinary observations scattered across the spectrum anchored on either side by "BEST!!!!!" and "WORST!! :)"

At the risk of being a real nerd (or a narcissist?), this quote from one of my past New Year's reflection posts, Tangled Treasure feels like a good place to put a pin in this post:

"We always want things to be OR. Gratitude OR despair. Love OR hate. Inspiration OR depression. What if we allowed ourselves to feel confusion AND curiosity AND grief AND hope for the next twelve months? The human heart knows not of the rules we fashion for how we think we should feel. It's all in there swimming around together. I am starting to think that's ok? And if that's ok and we don't have to spend our precious energy fighting ourselves, putting things into categories, locking some things away to keep forever and banishing other things, desperate to cut them out of us for good, what would we have the energy to do? To see? To make? To BE? Gosh, I really want to know."

I still want to know. And I am signing off of the interwebs now to keep swimming in that sea, chock full of wild things that refuse to be wrestled into categories.

May this post be the big permission slip you might need to need not proclaim 2022 best or worst, but something altogether much more nuanced and true.

May you offer yourself grace for however the New Year's reflection feels for you (or throw out the reflection altogether and do something else entirely!).

​May you ring in the New Year however this moment calls for, and as you do, take heart that you aren't alone in that messy, mediocre middle. 


A few past tries at reflecting on a New Year, if you want to keep reading:

Poem in a Panic 
Radical Acceptance for a New Year
Tangled Treasure

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Poem for October

10/16/2022

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Happy Sunday, folks! I feel my writing muscles wanting a good workout lately, and have been wanting to share some thoughts in this space, but alas, I have been feeling a bit under the weather this week, so have begrudgingly traded intense typing for herbal tea as I hopefully feel better soon.

In the meantime, I have been meaning to share a video of me reading this poem, Granary Burying Ground, from my Wild Unfolding ​collection. It seemed perfect for October, and I truly hope it adds some warmth to your evening!
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Gratitude Makes a Full Fall Sweeter

9/30/2022

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Photo by Howie R via unsplash.com
A huge (and belated) thank you to all of the wonderful people who organized and attended the first annual Authors & Artists Autumnfest at Unity Somerville earlier this month! It was quite an exciting event for me; I got to visit with some family and friends who came by to support me during the event, met some very talented local artists and authors who were also participating in the festival, and had the pleasure of meeting many new people who stopped by at my table to talk poetry, creativity, and local arts.

If you were one of these wonderful folks who stopped by to chat or to purchase my books, THANK YOU SO MUCH! I truly appreciate the support, and have spent the last two weeks since the event absolutely tickled that my words are out there in the world with readers. My ten year old self who scribbled poetry in her tiny flowered notebook is especially stunned and delighted!

If you are considering checking out my poetry collections or book of essays on creativity and didn't get a chance to come to the event, you can find copies of Wild Unfolding and New Bird here, and The Perpetual Visitor: A Field Guide for Everyday Artists here. As always, you can reach out to me if you would like to order a signed copy for yourself or someone you love who loves poetry or has a creative practice. And if you did purchase a book at any time in the past, and are willing to leave me a review on Amazon, I would be truly grateful!
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Exciting News - Registration Now Open for Documentary Theatre Virtual Intensive

8/4/2022

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PicturePhoto by S O C I A L . C U T on Unsplash


Hi Folks! I hope you are finding ways, however, small and simple, to take good care of yourself and each other this August. I am excited to let you know that registration is now open for my mini-semester long, virtual Documentary Theatre Intensive for Educators course, linked here! Educators and facilitators of all stripes in any subject area (not just theatre!) with any / no experience in making documentary theatre are welcome.

I feel strongly about making sure that continuing education for teachers is accessible, both financially and time-wise, so my goal is to share the methodology and content around devising documentary theatre that I've developed for years at colleges and universities and sharing it with educators of all kinds at a significantly reduced cost and time commitment, so that folks who aren't in a formal academic program can still afford, have access to, and benefit from these practices.

A bit about the course:

This hands-on course invites participants to explore how documentary theatre can be used to empower students in classrooms and community settings, allowing the work to spring from and speak to the issues that matter most to them. Over the course of six Saturdays (please note that there is no class on Saturday, October 8th), participants will get the opportunity to learn the basics of the genre and have the opportunity to personally conduct interviews and compose monologues, scenes, and theatrical moments, both individually and with small groups to experiment with the form.

Over the course of the mini-semester, and building on the work of artists such as Anna Deavere Smith, José Casas, the Tectonic Theater Project, The Civilians, UNIVERSES, and Ping Chong and Company, you will be guided in the exploration of a group topic through discussion, interviews, research, drama games, and writing activities, all of which can be taken into the classroom or community and used with students in middle school and older.

Please note that the course runs for six Saturdays (September 24th through November 5th, with no class on October 8th), and because of the nature of our work and play together, participants need to commit to all six dates in order to register (no drop-ins). 
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I do need at least six people in order to run the course, so thank you in advance for spreading the work and sending the link to colleagues, friends, family, anyone who you think would like to take the course. Thank you so much!

Now, more than ever, there are stories that need to be told, and as educators, you have the opportunity to empower your students to share the experiences that are uniquely theirs, and that the world very much needs to hear. Please join us for the chance to learn, create, gather and connect with fellow educators - and if you have any questions, don't hesitate to send me a note!

Much gratitude, and sending you all well wishes for the rest of the week ahead.

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