Inspiration Fridays: Ballet

I am a dancer.  

I have been saying that I used to be a dancer... I stopped, basically, when I got to college because I was focusing on other things, and was hurt.

 But working on this show has convinced me that I need to begin taking classes again as soon as possible.  It's a part of me, it's who I am.

I love dance.  It feels like breathing.

That gorgeous moment of lift when you hit a perfect pose in your pointe shoes- there is nothing like it in the world.  Freedom.  The lights are on you, you look beautiful, and you have risen above the clouds.

Ballet feels like pure ecstasy.  Nothing I have ever pursued; acting, singing, photography, nothing has ever made me as happy as I am when I do ballet.   If I thought I could have made a career of it, I would have done so in a heartbeat.  I still would.  But, I'm nowhere near good enough.  And I am definitely nowhere near skinny enough.

Not that there aren't difficult moments- sometimes I have wanted to throw my shoes across the room.  However, I've come to the conclustion that the good outweigh the bad.  I love ballet.  I love dance.

I want to say that I am a dancer again, but in my heart, I never stopped dancing.

It doesn't just inspire me- it defines me.

All photos lovinly ripped from Google Images.

Paintings by Edgar Degas.