my place
my eyes were shut, my body weightless. i was told to imagine a place that was mine. mine and mine only. it could be anything, i was told. anywhere.
i saw it so well. a huge, well lit place with beautiful polished wooden floors and high celings. it’s perfectly square. the walls are white. gleaming, the sun is bright and warm. the floors are magnificent. i touch the wood and it is smooth, easy. the ceilings were so high and there were so many windows, so much so that they lined each of the four walls, the room was flooded with light. on the beams above, there were old fans and halogen lamps, aimed carefully in each direction.
there were mirrors, long, perfect mirrors, all on one wall. there was a barre, too. against the wall opposite the mirrors. outside my place, i could hear the rolling waves. i could see the blue, blue sea and smell the salt, feel the air. music was playing, sounding out with crystal clarity and resonating wonderfully everywhere. it makes my limbs move, it makes my feet dance across the wooden floors and it makes my arms lift up to touch the high ceilings.
when i look at myself in the mirror, i know what to expect. i see this person, all dressed in black, tights and leotard. her hair is pulled back very severely, out of her face, onto her head. when she moves, everything is reflected in the mirror, in her eyes. every ripple of each muscle, every crinkling of her skin. she can be happy here. because she is a dancer. a dancer.
From an Old mail :
Your a fabulous dancer, I’d say your at your best when your on a dance floor, whether your performing on a stage or your just having a good time with friends, you were meant to dance. Your graceful, sexy and oh so magnetic when your dancing
Take care.
Comment by Jude :p — November 30, 2006 @ 7:38 pm
Hmmm … never picked you for a dancer - thought you were more a writer but then again as you say - what would I know :=)
I was reading through that bit about your space. It appears cold and sterile. Until I read further - always a good thing to do on the blog :”) and then I find out that you do have a mission, a plan and an idea … fabulous.
I hope when you get out into the big wide world it will be enough to sustain you on a long and meaninful journey.
…&
Comment by ashanthi — December 1, 2006 @ 11:14 am
electra can dance?
Comment by patrick star — December 2, 2006 @ 7:29 am