Dream It, Then Do It: Go Find Your Niche in Life: Part 3 of a 3-part series

This is the final installment in a 3 part series that examines how we are in control of our own destiny and how we can positively force ourselves to find our niche in life, achieving our dreams and achieving our goals along the way. In this final article, I’ll share with you a real-life example of how to use positive energy, effort, and willpower to turn a problematic situation into a positive experience. I call this:

First acting experience of “Mimi Bloopers”

I decided to follow my dream of becoming a songwriter and performer as I approached middle age. It wasn’t a hasty decision based on a mid-life crisis, but it lay dormant in my subconscious for a long time. I loved acting and was just waiting for the right time to refocus this passion.

My desire to pursue a songwriting and performing experience before a live audience was originally prompted by my sister Rosemarie, who was a victim of a stroke at the age of 42 and also a member of OPUS (Organization of “People Undaunted By Stroke”). ) in Westchester County, New York. She was my biggest fan, she used all her influence to prepare me for my first public performance. I didn’t know how she did it, but the auditorium was packed with an excellent audience. I have to admit it. I was extremely nervous that day, afflicted with a bad case of stage fright. He was so stressed that he had developed a mild case of laryngitis. In my performance I used a variety of costumes, hats, wigs, and props to convey the theme. and the mood of my personal compositions along with some Broadway tunes I had planned to sing. I don’t smoke, but I decided to act really cute that day and smoke a cigarette while singing, trying to inhale the smoke and push it out. by the nose. That was the dumbest thing. thing I could have done. I should have tried practicing at home instead of before a live audience. I burned my nostrils, which made me cough terribly, bringing tears to my eyes. The more I choked on my cigarette, the more my wig moved towards my eyes. I was afraid it would catch fire. What a sight, there I was on stage looking completely ridiculous in my crooked wig, rotten sneakers three sizes too big and a huge feather boa wrapped around my neck trying to sing “Elegance” from “Hello, Dolly” .

In my extreme nervousness, my voice began to crack as it reached the highest pitch, and as I moved my arms I lost my balance and fell backwards. My entire weight crashed into the table support, causing a tall glass vase to crash to the floor. Luckily I didn’t cut myself when I fell. There was glass all over the floor and a chair by the round table. Immediately, as if on cue, a janitor appeared on stage out of nowhere and started whistling as he swept up broken glass. My singing teachers always advised me that if I ever find myself in a situation that distracts me while I’m performing, I should stay focused and continue with my singing. The crowd roared with laughter as they watched the blatant comedy act of the janitor in the background sweeping up while I sang along. What a horror, they called my goofs COMEDY. Right at that moment, I knew that my so-called career was over as quickly as it had begun.

The career he hoped to start was as a professional singer, not as a comedian. He wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. Nothing was going right. I was so upset. I packed everything and got out of the building as fast as I could.

In the car I didn’t say much to my sister even though I was trying to sound cheerful. He was far from euphoric. Instead, I began to cry, muttering that I shouldn’t have gotten into this business. Maybe I should have listened to Mom and continued singing with the church choir as a chorister. I began to regret all the expenses I had incurred to get to this point. The purchase of a new piano, voice training and private piano lessons, time spent on my musical compositions, 2 years of vocal training at the Leneve School of Music and Art, a professional recording of two of my songs, all wasted. He was in a foul mood, completely discouraged. Let’s face it, no one is immune to discouragement. It comes to all of us at one time or another, because “Life is an ongoing process, in which we go from relative ease to crisis points.” My dream was beginning to fade as I allowed my positive attitude to be overpowered by negative emotions. I had high expectations for that first performance, but since I didn’t see the results I expected, this fueled my discouragement.

My sister was getting mad at me and said, “What’s wrong with you? Please stop all this drama. Enough of this ‘woe is me’ mentality. first show and you’re already canceling it? That’s how it works! Sometimes it’s good, sometimes it’s horrible. You have to learn to go with the flow. You have to crawl before you walk and walk before you run. So stop being so hard on yourself. To be honest, I thought you were excellent and funny. I almost wet my pants when you were choking on the cigarette and the part where you fell and broke the glass. The audience roared. You want people to remember you, right? Look at it on the bright side. Here’s a great idea…why don’t you try adding some comedic situations to each of your shows? Turn it into something like a vaudeville-style comedy variety. Act.” I remember saying “Isn’t that a bit old fashioned?” “Who cares? People need to laugh, and you can always kill them with songs. Cheer up, girl.” Thank God for my wise older sister and the humble lesson I learned from all of this.

From that first experience, despite all the obstacles, setbacks, and failures I had encountered during my years as a songwriter and performer, I was able to write and perform over 25 original songs. I was starting to feel much more confident about my progress and future in the entertainment field. There were some years that were more successful than others, until sadly an accident ended this chapter of my life.

Once again I found myself standing on the precipice of making a conscious decision to pursue another dream with an intense desire to pursue it. Although my performance as a website administrator and blogger may seem less attractive, I do not regret the changes in my career. I have now added another heart’s desire to my list of achievements as I work to become a successful writer. This is my goal, this is the hole I want to fill, and when I get there that’s where I’ll stay.

As you can see for yourself, having a positive or negative thought process makes a significant difference in finding your niche in life.

Positive-minded people take advantage of all the opportunities available to them, freeing themselves from all self-imposed restrictions. These people not only have a clear picture in their minds of what they want, but also of where they are going. They know that if they hold on to that dream long enough, with enough clarity and confidence, it will attract everything it needs to materialize. The person who has a positive attitude towards her role in life will wake up feeling good about herself and expect amazing things to happen. Occasionally he or she will have unfortunate experiences along the way, but the secret to success is not allowing those experiences to rule one’s daily thoughts. They just keep expecting it to happen rather and of course it happens because “like attracts like”.

I hope that as you read this article you will be fired up and find a new determination to do something successful in your life. If so, then everything I have said has been worthwhile. You are now on your way to progress. Dream it, then do it: go find your niche in life. It’s already there, waiting for you to claim it.

“Hold on to that dream. Never let it go… For it is your strength and courage as you travel down the path of life.

Patience is a virtue, but hope is much better. So hold on to that dream Hold on to that dream No matter what age.”

Miriam Medina