Doesn't Anyone Here Speak Light Language?

Do you ever feel like your voice isn’t heard?

One day I was gifted a beautiful talking stick from a young Native woman named Snow Whiteheart. It is a lovely piece of sycamore — approximately 14 inches long — with seven different stones laced with pyrite and a large clear quartz crystal at the top.

The talking stick reminds me of something I believe the world desperately needs to become a more peaceful place: respectful communication.

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When I was writing my Light Language play, I had two goals.

The first one was to illustrate the conflict between the religious and so-called New Age communities. The second was to show that despite their differences, people can be kind and understanding on the way toward a peaceful solution. It was easy to do this because my play was not based on a real story. It is entirely fiction and as the playwright I am the creator of anything I wish to convey. Any personal fears or judgments I may have can be communicated through my characters and I have complete control of the outcome.

I do have a bit of theater background, although I rarely mention it because it was a hobby, not a career choice. When I was a preteen, I’d spend hours reading plays in my local library, mostly works by Neil Simon, Arthur Miller, Tennessee Williams, and William Inge. 

Years later I performed in The Night Thoreau Spent in Jail, The Miracle Worker, The Adding Machine, and The Night of The Iguana. I was also the publicist for The Blue Monster starring Steve Aveson at the Nucleo Eclettico Theater in Boston.

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Here’s the synopsis of Light Language:

“Even if we are not listening to each other, we all understand the language of Love and Light. We’ve just forgotten.”

Like all of the United States in July 2021, a small Cape Cod neighborhood looks forward to celebrating a normal Independence Day weekend with picnics, barbecues, and fireworks. But this is an unsettling time of dangerous conspiracy theories and political strife. It is far from “normal” and frustrations are high.

Light Language is a two-act play about a group of Christians who attack a metaphysical bookstore during a psychic fair. As a last-ditch effort to save her failing business, the store owner invites three Christian representatives to join her and other spiritual healers for a healing circle, in hopes of encouraging peace and understanding.

An excerpt from Laurel’s monologue in the circle

Thank you, Orion. And thank you, neighbors, for completing our circle tonight.

First of all, I want you to know that I have no ill will towards anyone for their part in the destruction of my shop. That is why I didn’t press charges, even though there was significant damage to the outside of the shop, to our merchandise, and our vendors’ property. As you can see, my employee, Jade, was injured during a scuffle and is wearing a sling.

Of course, I wish it hadn’t happened at all because it was a very ugly scene during an event which was meant to help people. Partial proceeds were to go to the homeless shelter, did you know that? But after thinking about it for a long time, I believe it was necessary so we could be together now. That’s how the Universe works. There are no accidents.

So, I think it’s best for us to be as open as possible. You know, to show who we are as humans — how we evolved — not just who we became.

So now I’m passing the talking stick to you. Are you ready for it? Can we TRULY listen to each other and live in harmony? Let’s raise the curtain towards a peaceful world!