It is now published as part of my mental health timeline. To start from the beginning, visit: Through Hell and Back (more than once)-Timeline of Recovery and Discovery.
August 14, 2009
Today I danced (I love to dance and hadn’t been able to for a long time); openly, freely, artistically.
Enya’s “Caribbean blue” was the inspiration. I was taken back in time to my junior year in high school (when I performed a solo to this song in my “modern dance” class). I opened up and set myself free.
It was invigorating!
If this child I carry is a girl (which it wasn’t), I want her to love to dance. To be able to express herself through movement and the joy that comes from it. Maybe by doing the same I can pass on this precious treasure to her in the womb (maybe next time).
I feel happy, hopeful.
As though I may be climbing out of a deep, dark hole I have been buried in for so long.
This morning, I owe it to the dance.

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