The Swing of Things
I danced on Monday, and it was the first time I danced. Meaning, it was the first time it didn’t feel like work. Every other time, I enjoyed myself, but not without being nervous, intimidated, self-conscious, all those things. As I was walking to the dance hall, I stuttered, wondering if I really wanted to walk in. Sometimes it seems easier to walk away rather than putting myself in situations where I really don’t know what to do, but to grow and learn, the step is required, sometimes repeatedly, until a certain point is reached where I’m not concerned what I know, but instead I just do it. I passed that point Monday, which was surprising to me, and found a confidence I didn’t know I had, and truly enjoyed myself, and that assurance has stayed with me all week. The week has just gone well in every respect, and I so look forward to tomorrow.
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