Act 1 Scene 2 - Letters to God

In this scene we find the Contessa sitting at her desk, a lovely antique secretaire, at her laptop, with her morning coffee, furiously pecking at the keys despite her long manicured fingernails.



Musing to self:


I have been finding prayer and meditation difficult lately. I've been getting distracted in the midst of it.


So I started writing letters to God in my personal journal. I find that when I do this in the morning, or as the mood strikes me, I get out the feelings I need to. I tend to write about my personal needs lately but that's OK.


Once I sit down at my desk, with my water, coffee, juice whatever, I feel better able to go about my day after having written the letter. Two days in, with some trials and tribulations out there, things are being handled better for me and by me. I feel more confident in my decisions and the signs that I need to help me make the decisions are being seen but I am still challenged in how to read them.


In writing letters to God, there is less chance that I will forget something that's important. there is a better chance for some better self discovery and I can be as honest as I need to and dnot worry about hurting anyone or having people read these letters and think "That Contessa is loco loco loco!" or "That Contessa doesn't understand at ALL".

I have a tendancy to waffle on decisions that I need to make because I have been raised to think things through, ponder all sides and make sure that I am fully educated on the facts so that I make the best decision for me. So I tend to wait while the jury is out.


But in the meantime, I can write my opinions and feelings down in my personal letters to God as well as in this blog.




Cut to phone ringing - cell phone.


The contessa answers the phone. She is surprised at the caller and is quiet as she listens.


She is a little bit short in the discussionary points and finally asks the caller to please call her home phone as the reception is difficult.


She knows what the caller is going to say, though they have been hemming and hawing on the phone....


The phone rings on her desk. She answers it and says:


"That's much better. Now what is it you are trying to tell me?"
" You may not want to come down to Merrick tonight" the caller says.
"Oh???? I wasn't planning to. You need a break from my presence there" She replies
"No - no I don't. I just wanted you to know that there might be someone there that you won't want to see and I am just doing the right thing and making you aware" The caller says.
" Well I appreciate that. However maybe I need a break from going down there. " She replies.


The call continues on a more sociable level after that but there is some slight tension in the air. Some plans are made and discussed and changed. Whether or not they pan out is to remain seen...


Once she hangs up, she returns to work. She has things to do while it's still quiet at the office.


About one hour later:


The contessa can be seen lying face down in the middle of her bed. Just laying there. Doing absolutely nothing.



She picks up her head and stares at the orange cat lying on the pillow. She reaches for her book and reads for a little while.


She gets up, looks at the time and wanders back to the living room, followed by golden eyed, orange cat.

She calls her best girl friend. Every leading lady has one, and this one is hers. She listens as her dear friend recounts her troubles and frustrations. Her friend has a lot on her plate as well. They discuss things through,
The contessa speaks to her friends' little girls, that always picks her spirits up. Then her friend comes back on line and The contessa shares part of her letter to God and the phone call she received. They discuss it at length and The Contessa confirms that friend was right in the first place and her friend offers the comment that the sign the Contessa thought she got last night, may not have been interpreted right or the right sign or even a sign altogether.


The contessa agree's. They hang up.


The Contessa goes back to work. She wraps up what she needs to for the day and heads out to teach. Knowing that she is not going to Merrick that night, she doesn't need to re-shower and dress up, so she doesn't. A less than dressy outfit would almost ENSURE that a change of heart wouldn't happen. The Contessa is not a stupid woman.


We end our scene with the Contessa, back at the antique secretaire with a glass of water, finishing this Blog post. She has since written another letter to God as well as completed this Blogpost. She is feeling relaxed. She has since taught three lessons and practiced singing an aria from Rossini's Barber of Seville in Italian. She attempted to watch the DVDs of two performances in the last two years but couldn't stand her stage presence and gave up....

The letters to God are a wonderful tool and while they don't replace prayer, it helps get the important points on the table so that they can be prioritized when prayer time comes.


"Prayers are always answered. Even if it's not the way you anticipated."


End Scene.


And .....................


Cut.