So, I saw a show today, and it was amazing. The dancing was phenomenal. I was so exhilirated to be able to watch it, but my heart aches. It made me realize how much I miss dancing. I mean, I know I wasn't the greatest, but I loved doing it. And part of me wished I could have kept up with it. It was an amazing way to express myself. I wish I could put into words how I felt when I was dancing, but it's almost impossible to describe. The feeling of letting music fill every fiber of your being, and just letting go. Letting your body find the rhythm and move on its own accord. The exhiliration of knowing a dance so well, it's like a second skin. You don't have to think about the next move because your body is already half way through it. Yea, there are the down sides. Hours of practice just to get one move right. Dealing with team mates or cast mates who are not the greatest, but oh what happens when the music is turned on. When I can forget about what is around or who I'm trying to impress. I cried my tears, I put in my sweat, and then I had to shut the door on that chapter of my life. I never regretted quitting dance, it needed to be done. BUt there are times when I wish with all my heart I could still climb up on that stage. Heh, I still choregraph dances in my head when I hear a song I like. I guess dancing will always be a part of me...
GilraenTasartir · Sun Oct 02, 2005 @ 05:57am · 0 Comments |