Erica’s Poem – Lessons from Improv

In improv we learn

There is a cave

Which is home to a treasure chest

And the audience just wants you to get to the treasure

 

But instead

We create problems for ourselves

We spin hypotheticals out of thin air

We create landslides, portals, and crime scenes

Just to distract ourselves

From what is really in front of us

 

Because we’re scared

That if we face the cave

And open the treasure chest:

The emotions get messy

The adventure is over

The job is done

The mission is accomplished

And we won’t know what happens next

 

In improv we learn

The treasure is not the end

But the beginning

 

So, enter the cave

Even if it’s dark, musty, and a little scary

And find your treasure

Even if you don’t know what’s next

And trust that the outcome will be

More beautiful than what you could have imagined