On how I found church at The Nick Cannon Show and how going to the chiropractor is my new religion.
it was a spiritual awakening.
Did you know that Nick Cannon has a daytime talk-show? Me either! Did you know he has five baby mamas and eight children? Yup!
On Monday, I was cordially invited to the viewing and taping of the Nick Cannon show to be on a segment called “The Damn Cam” by a friend of a friend’s cousin who is a segment producer for his show. My roommate, Alexa, and I were naturally thrilled at our chance for screen time. We tried on an undisclosed amount of outfits and practiced and rehearsed what we would say, even ad-libbing a couple of options in case Nick Cannon felt the need to go off script and ask something random. We were ready to improvise with Nick Cannon.
Ultimately, I was stressed out because The Damn Cam segment is all about looking good and having interesting style and I truthfully just wear random accessories and fun hairstyles. We had to summarize our style in one sentence and I landed on, “I give off the energy that I either am going to a themed party or just came from one.” I thought that was pretty good considering I wore a halter top with fish all over it and glitter eyeshadow. I also thought that would be interesting for TV and figured Nick Cannon would be able to come up with something funny to say back. I just wanted to create quality content for him.
We got to the studio and little did we know this is a place where regulars are welcomed. The same people go to his shows all the time to the point where Nick Cannon has built friendships with the audience. One man, Barry, was mentioned by name by Mr. Cannon and after talking to the people seated around us, it was clear this was not their first rodeo. He is loved and adored by the live studio audience and they will continue to show up for him in the studio.
What I didn’t realize was how much a talk-show taping is exactly like church. You never know when to stand or sit and you also don’t know how much longer until it’s over. I also didn’t expect Nick Cannon to start the show leading the live studio audience in prayer, but the people around me certainly motioned the Father, The Son, The Holy Spirit before saying Amen in unison. What followed was a sermon of sorts. Nick Cannon speaking from the heart for the next four hours and the audience singing songs for the segments that I pretended to know the words to, just like church.
The girl who asked us to come to the show let us know that we weren’t doing the Damn Cam segment anymore and that made me feel good because honestly, people were dressed up way more than I was and I felt that the regulars should have their moment with Nick Cannon, not me. We did however get pushed to another part of the show which was bringing out a mirror at the top of the show so Nick Cannon could look at himself in it after singing his theme song. We got mic’d up for this and even got to go backstage and on the set. Silly and fun. So there Alexa and I were, mic’d up at the Nick Cannon show to carry a mirror out to him. Nick Cannon thanked us and asked our names and where we were from. It reminded me of the time my family and I tried out a new church and the Priest or Pastor said “I see some new faces in the crowd!” Bringing the mirror out to Nick Cannon felt like when you get asked to bring up the Body of Christ to the altar. It's your moment to strut and perform. You don’t really want to, but you would never say no in a million years.
I found my real religion this week though, and that is for sure the Chiropractor’s Office. I will praise the Chiropractor for the rest of my days. I had a full-on spiritual awakening on that table. I felt supported, appreciated and heard and the service was incredible. God-tier. I walked out of there feeling as though I had transcended my regular sense of self and I had a better and wider sense of reality, the clarity was unreal. I was looking at the world with fresh eyes and better posture. Even my Chiropractor noticed, “Do you feel lighter? You look happier!!” He said when I stood up. I would wish my worst enemy a trip to the Chiro, everyone deserves it. It’s Heaven on Earth. Seriously, I was walking on clouds. I would trust my Chiropractor with my life, and I did, especially when he went ahead and twisted my neck with his two bare hands. It sounds like someone crumpled up an empty Poland Spring water bottle but it was actually just me getting reborn. The feeling I have from going to the Chiropractor must be what the Buddha experienced on his path to true enlightenment. No scripture tells you that you have to crack your back to fully awaken yourself. I’ll be going back religiously.
I think the episode of me holding Nick Cannon’s mirror will air on February 4th. I’ll add the link right here for your viewing pleasure.
