|When it all comes together
||[May. 26th, 2004|09:17 am]
Have you ever had a moment when after trying to learn a new physical skill (be it a musical instrument, a sport, singing, or what ever it is that you pursue hobby wise), it just all seems to come together and you realize how far you've advanced from where you started from?|
I had one of those moments last night.
It was our last dance class. Usually the recital/show comes after all of the classes, so I had never had a class after a recital before. There was no point in doing our routine/class dance again, so it was more of a free dance night. I found that having a real belt made a lot of difference for me. It somehow forced me to make my moves smaller and tighter. Zelia didn't teach us any choreography, but put on music and danced and we all tried to copy her moves. (Not the easiest thing when you don't know what's coming next.) She brought in a bag of veils and we all danced with them. I love using a veil. What I found was that some people were getting confused and discouraged as they couldn't follow her every move, whereas I used her as a guide and took my cues from her, but added what I thought would come next. Usually I guessed wrong, but would finish doing my thing and then try and go back to mimicking her. But it worked. Somewhere in the midst of all of this I kept catching my reflection in the mirrors and I thought that I really am a dancer. I had always wanted to be one, but last night I felt like I really passed from becoming a dance-wanna-be to being a dancer.
In The Screwtape Letters, Screwtape tells Wordwood that they have totally baffled us as to what humility is. Humans think that to be humble means that smart people should think of themselves as stupid and pretty woman should think of themselves as plain, when it really means that we should rejoice in our gifts and talents to the same extent that we would rejoice in those of others - no more and no less.
And I came home rejoicing that being a dancer is now part of whom I am.