Finding the source

As each day passes, I am feeling, at times, so terrified of failing. Yet, in the same turn, I feel exhilarated by the movement of this piece in my life, in the lives of others. I can't lie, this has been one of the hardest processes that I have ever had to endure. In the beginning, when I first got wind of this project, I knew that I had to be a part of it no matter what. I wanted to act in it so badly it hurt my insides. I remember telling Carmen that this play had brought us together for a reason. She smiled in agreement. That was the beginning.

Fast forward five years, after everything, and I am still as passionate and moved by this piece as I was when I first read it. Never before have I connected so viscerally to a piece of theatre. I am more grounded now in why I feel it needs to be produced. I now only want to share it with Canadian audiences (hopefully international audiences). I know for a fact that Carmen has been carrying this play in her soul for over ten years. It's time to let it out, let it have it's own life. (Right Lusha?)

Today is a big interview day for me. Peter is going to ask me personal questions about why I am producing The Refugee Hotel. I'm nervous and really want to do justice to the work, the play, because it is not just for personal reasons that I am producing this work. It is for much more universal and selfless reasons.

I will leave it at that. Watch the next episode...coming in a few days.

Thanks for reading.

Marilo