Stage freight (aka “performance anxiety”) is one the most common phobias.
While often attributed to children, this is really a fear that everyone experiences–to a greater or lessor extent.
Organizations like Toastmasters help people overcome their fear of public speaking by having them practice regularly in front of the group.
Yet even the most experienced speakers and performers still get that knot in their stomach before a really big performance.
We are all human, and when we go out there and open ourselves up to others, we are vulnerable to ridicule and shame and being seen as shysters and charlatans.
So it really takes great courage to go out there and “do your thing” in front of the world–for better or worse.
As the child poet, Rebecca says, “when I go on stage, it’s me, myself, and I.“
What a wonderful perspective in being yourself and doing your best.
Here’s what she has to say–in a poem called Butterflies.
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Butterflies, that’s what I feel before the poetry slam.
It’s 2 minutes before I read my poem.
I feel them tickling around my stomach making me want to puke.
My mom always tells me just imagine the audience in their underwear but it makes me feel even worse.
I told myself when I came up here you’ll do fine but, I know I’ll just stumble on a word.
Buzzing noises start in my ear.
I feel like I want to just go up on the stage and conquer my fear.
I shouldn’t care what people say because it’s my thoughts that matters.
When I go onstage it’s me, myself, and I.
1 minute till showtime.
Finally I hear my name.
I walk up to the stage unsteadily and all the lights are on me.
Everyone’s eyes beam towards me, almost as if they are watching a movie and I’m the show.
I read my poem.
I’m sweating like a dog running in the heat of summer.
I stumble upon a few words, but I survive it.
I am almost done. Just be done, already.
I read the last sentence but the time when I’m reading that sentence feels the longest.
My life is not going to end.
I’m done and I feel accomplished.