Jul 11, 11:15 PM
Week 11
I’ve had so many ideas for this week’s prompt I had to jot them down throughout the day so I remember to do them! I think I can comfortably get at least four out of it.
I chose to do this one first because I’m really not the most feminine of women and every so often I have to get a ‘touch of pink’ in my life again. And because I like to remind myself of one of the most important things my mum taught me – that no matter what, if you love something enough to work hard at it, anything is possible.
Journaling:My mother darned my first pair of ballet pointes. She made me sit with her, watching the graceful dance of thread and needle over silk, learning to create beauty from a single strand of plain fibre. I learned very early in life that I would never be as beautiful as the screen godesses I idolised.But when I danced, I FELT beautiful. I felt graceful and light and like anything was possible. Hard work would get you through and a smattering of grace, a pretty smile and a genuine, soul-deep love of whatever you were doing helped. As my mother darned my pointes, she told me that she was proud of me. That she thought I was the best ballet dancer she had ever seen. But, she said, just because you didn’t wear ballet shoes, didn’t mean you couldn’t dance. There is dance all around us she said, if you just be still and listen for the music. And I saw it. I watched her thread the needle through the silk, wind, sweep, flex, relax, I watched the rhythm and heard the music and I saw it. The dance of her fingers, hard at work.
Quote: Life is a dance; grace dances on blistered feet (Alice Abram)
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