Beauty Realized

I was recently asked why I dance in certain projects. The answer boiled down to more than that. It comes down to why I dance. I was a late starter for dance. I really started in university. For a girl, that is really late. Something happened the first time I took class. I felt beautiful. Something shifted in me and I felt beauty for the first time in my life. I had always been told that I was beautiful, but I never understood what that really meant. Dance made me understand my internal beauty.

Dance became an addiction quickly. Luckily, it was a healthy addiction. As I watched my classmates drink and drug every weekend, my weekends were spent dancing. They did not understand what the appeal was for me. I did. It was a break from the reality of school. I was always good at school because I understood how to play the game. I knew how to excel, stay disciplined, and make a short-term sacrifice for a long-term goal. With these skills I had and how devoted I was to school, I did need to get away from it as well. I needed to get out of my head. Getting into my body was the easiest way. It became an escape. Any chance I had to be present in my body, I took it.

I have had the fortune to be exposed to and study many forms of dance. I have not come across one that does not bring out that sense of beauty. Dancing alone is its own level of beauty, even if it is just dancing in my room. Dancing in a group brings beautiful souls together that become synchronized and affect each other. Dancing with a partner creates this conversation between souls. There is a high that happens when two bodies communicate without words. It can be electric and leave me reeling. Finding a partner that I can work with day in and day out with that same high being the result is a gift.

I am thankful for that opportunity to feel beauty everyday. There is nothing else in my life that allows this. Have you thought about and truly articulated what brings you to the floor? You might be surprised about what you discover when you dig deep for the answer.

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