“If you do not change direction, you may end up where you are heading.”
When I announced to my friends I wanted to be a public speaker, one woman suggested I take improvisational acting classes to improve my spontaneity and presence on the stage. I attended a workshop. Although my “I’m no actor” brain hated many of the exercises, the moments I felt free to talk and behave without care were exhilarating.
For the following two years, I flew to Los Angeles for a weekend workshop every three months. We were rarely instructed to be funny when given scenarios to play out, but many of my classmates were delightfully hilarious. I preferred to be dramatic.