I have been struggling to write lately. Mostly because there’s this big, horrendous thing happening that weighs heavily on many of our minds… And it’s a thing that feels impossible to write about, but also impossible not to. On social media today, one f/Friend posted this: And another posted this: It’s American Thanksgiving, and although…
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Dance For The Joy Of It – Gratitude Day 23
My daughter takes two dance lessons per week – one ballet and one hip-hop. On Mondays it’s ballet. As another mom and I were waiting outside the door for the kids to come out, we chatted in glowing terms about this particular studio. The dance experience has been nothing but awesome for AB. As many…
5-Day Artist Challenge, Day 5: Dance
I’ve saved Dance for last in my 5-Day Artist Challenge, because my relationship with dance is both of utmost importance to me, and hardest to describe. (So hard, in fact, that apparently I had to wait for ages, forget that I still had never finished the post, and pick it up with renewed fervour.) You may…
#NaBloPoMo, Day 3: Dance
Tonight, I’m grateful for dance. For the way it brings people together, in circles, squares, pairs, clumps, and huge crowds. For the catharsis of a solo soul-dance party with nobody watching. For the way it makes great music greater. For the rush of a great performance – for both dancers and spectators. For the beauty…
100 Happy Days – Day 28: THE SHOW
What a night. It was the kind of dance performance experience you hope for: Everything went smoothly – no obvious costume mishaps, lighting and music cues were all on, people did their jobs well. We had an almost-full theatre. Our guest performers were all amazing. We got great feedback from our audience (even some of…
100 Happy Days – Day 27: Gettin’ Stuff Organized
The day before the show!!! I have been in this many dance pieces (5) – or even more – in other shows, but never with quite so much in the way of complex costumes. It feels great to have everything ready to go. *** [subscribe2] [ad name=”Med Rec”] ***
Remembering What We’re Built To Do
When I was 18, a boy at Camp wrote a poem for me. Although I didn’t requite his crush, I still consider his poem one of the most romantic things I’ve ever received, because of its candour. The second line was “She’s just like sunshine through the trees,” and to this day I still feel…
6 Headlines You Won’t See at the Supermarket Checkout
In case you’re wondering, the title of this post is a bit ironic. If you hang around the Interwebs, you may have noticed that it’s real trendy or whatever to write articles and posts that start with a number. Somehow it makes the content more attractive and edible if you enumerate stuff. Far be it…
Toddler Tracks: Baby AB and the Power of Toddling
Dear Baby AB, Wow, it’s been a long time since I’ve written of your exploits here, even though – or perhaps because – you’re continually astonishing. There is so much to catch up on! At the end of this month, you will be a year-and-a-half old. Eighteen months. That’s big. The first thing I guess…
Why I Love Belly Dancing
Dancing has always been part of me. Long before I took my first ballet class at age six, I liked to fling myself around the living room to music, preferably with filmy garments draped over me. Since then, I’ve tried almost every kind of dance you can think of, except for tap. (Not that I…