Please join Rose Brooks Center at the Kansas City production of Listen To Your Mother, a national series of live readings celebrating motherhood locally and shared globally via social media, blogging and the Internet. 10% of the ticket sales for Listen To Your Mother will be donated to Rose Brooks Center. Purchase your tickets now by following this link:
http://www.eventbrite.com/event/5222980074/efblike
. Tickets are $12 in advance and $15 on the night of the show. We hope to see you at Unity Temple on the Plaza on Saturday, May 11, at 7 p.m. to celebrate mothers!
Check out the blog post below by one of the talented cast members…
Listen to Your Mother: a read-through
Yesterday I trekked the 3+ hours to Kansas City for my very first read-through with the cast of Listen to Your Mother. I was nervous. I kept going through my piece in my head over and over, trying to strengthen the language and work out the kinks. I decided that I would read first, that way I wouldn’t spend the entire time focused on how nervous I was instead of listening to the other writers read their work.
I pulled up to Erin’s (one of our directors) house around 3:30. We weren’t scheduled to start until 4, so I sat in my car in front of her home and read my piece out loud a few more times. I took a blue pen out of my purse and marked through the places where I stumbled, changing words and shortening sentences. When I felt like it was sufficient, I gathered my things, took a deep breath, and stepped out of my car. I immediately ran into Dani and Lisa, two women I’ve never met in real life, but have grown very fond of over social media. Being me, I went in very business-like, introduced myself, and tried to shake their hands, but I was quickly corrected. Instead, I was embraced in two warm hugs.
This is the essence of Listen to Your Mother.
The other ladies soon arrived, and we all gathered in Erin’s basement, which was replete with snacks and drinks and housed a huge, cozy sitting area. We helped ourselves to Prosseco and oatmeal cookies, and then we all sat down to do introductions and begin the inevitable: the read-through. It turns out multiple people shared my idea to go first and get it over with, so I forfeited my spot as first reader in favor of letting one of our directors read first. She was nervous–really, we all were–but her piece was so moving, so well-written. And she shared it with such humility and grace. I mean, this is one of the directors of our show we’re talking about here. She is 50% of the reason any of us were even chosen to be sitting in that room, but she was nervous to share her story with us. Somehow the hierarchy faded away for that moment, and our stories made us equals.
This is the essence of Listen to Your Mother.
After that, we all went in turn, volunteering to read and eagerly accepting constructive criticism from the group afterwards. We laughed and cried, and without any of us even realizing it, it started to feel a lot less like a performance, and a lot more like just swapping stories with friends.
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I ended up going third from last with my reading, and when I walked up to the barstool (our makeshift podium), I wasn’t thinking anymore about how nervous I felt. Rather, I was thinking, it’s my turn; it’s time for me to share.
This is the essence of Listen to Your Mother.
My LTYM piece is about my struggles with depression. It is personal and confessional, and I say things in it that I’ve possibly never said publicly before, not even here on my blog. Last night, post-rehearsal, 3 separate people came up to me privately to tell me how much they connected with my words and to share pieces of their own experiences with me. This, more than anything else, is the essence of Listen to Your Mother. It strips away the judgment, the fear. It reduces us to the most basic and meaningful currency we possess: our stories. I was proud the day I found out I was chosen to speak among this incredible group of women, but after yesterday, I am left only humbled and awe-struck. It’s like Ann Imig, the creator of Listen to Your Mother, said in her fabulous 3-minute explanation of the production, “When you look at people as everyone has a story, you will walk away forever changed.”
Yesterday I trekked the 3+ hours to Kansas City for my very first read-through with the cast of Listen to Your Mother, but driving home, I knew I would have gladly trekked 10. Or 20. Listen to Your Mother channels everything good about connecting and the digital age. We have the opportunity to share ourselves like never before, and with that, the ability to make others feel seen, heard, and understood. I’m so glad to live in this time, to have this little blog, to have these opportunities. And, more than anything, I am so, so honored to be a part of this year’s inaugural LTYM cast in Kansas City. I can’t wait to share it with you.











