It was about 3 years ago that I officially stopped dancing and moving. The money, time and new career that I had begun made it impossible to dance. Well, the truth is I made it impossible. I had exhausted my reserve and in the place of joy other elements of life slipped into my kineosphere.
The story comes full circle. Six months ago I met a Feldenkrais teacher that would work on the neurology and I started to reconstruct. First the spirit. I started to assess all of the good and value that existed in my daily life. I re-established contact with friends and began to share again the details of my life and the "truths of me".
Two months ago I stepped back to the barre and that is where the journey continues. The realization that a day not danced is a day not lived for me. I'm a better mother, partner and friend now that I took the First Step again.
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