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Where are you sitting on your Happy Meter today?
I did something this weekend that absolutely terrified me . . .well, initially anyway.
Let me give you some background first. A couple of weeks ago, the pastor from my childhood church asked if I would do a creative dance for a women’s program that they were having. Without giving it too much thought, I said yes, and then joked a little about not being as young as I used to be, but that I’d be honored to do it.
It wasn’t until I hung up the phone that I realized what I’d done. You see, I haven’t danced in over 20 years. I was classically trained as a ballet dancer in my youth and danced semi-professionally for a few years, and I’m pretty certain that this was the image that my pastor had in mind when he asked — not the me of two decades later.
What was I thinking? Here I am in my 40’s and 6 kids later. I’m not in the best shape to do pirouettes and grand jetés, and I’m pretty certain I heard my body say, “What?” when I tried to kick my leg up (Ha! Ha!). So needless to say, when my mind finally caught up with what my mouth had just agreed to, I was not in a good place. Remember the “why’s” that I talked about in this post here? Well, guess what? They were back with a vengeance, and for a brief moment I considered calling him back to say that I couldn’t do it.
But then I thought about it.
Here was my opportunity to step out and do something that I still love to do. I no longer dance on stage in theaters, but I dance and sing in front of a captive audience of 6 (sometimes 7 when hubby plays along) all the time. I’m always telling others to “keep doin’ what you love”, but here I was having second thoughts about one of my own passions because I was afraid that I wouldn’t meet others expectations.
I’m not who I was 20 years ago. It’s nice when we can say that we have fond memories of our past, but our past (whether bad or good) should never define who we are today nor affect our decisions. If I am going to live this life with passion and purpose, I can’t let who I was interfere with who I am meant to be. Sometimes we expend way too much energy on trying to get back what we used to have instead of creating a new story on the blank pages of our life before us. It’s all about the journey and trying to figure out how to make the best of it. So, have fun! Jump in feet first, and don’t let fear hold you back. You’ll only regret it later.
I had the best time ever dancing at the program yesterday. I couldn’t kick my legs as high :-), my turns were a little wobbly, and I was more than a bit winded when I finished, but it was a blast! I didn’t let fear get the best of me, and hopefully someone who saw me giving my all yesterday will make the choice to step out and conquer their fears too.
Have an awesome week!
Keep doin’ what you love!
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