On my way to Zumba class, I was listening to an old Shalimar tune that took me back to my party days (my party days are not really over, but now the party ends earlier in the evening, and we dance around the topics of chocolate and our aches and pains). I remember the fun of dancing and have said before that it is probably the one thing I miss about my 20s and 30s – dancing all night, just for the fun of it. This led me to think about how I can incorporate a pleasure I once enjoyed back into my life.
I have two friends who are in their hearts, dancers, or at least they will always be that to me. Not necessarily classically trained, both of these women took classes and lessons as children, performed for audiences and continued to dance in college. It is part of the way that I see them. One friend was so light on her feet, so graceful, I swear she danced on a puff of air, feet never touching the ground. Don’t get me wrong, she could party with the best of us, but she had great technique and grace.
I’ve known people who were born teachers, poets, chanteuses, swimmers, planners, cooks, philosophers, designers, encouragers, healers, musicians, optimists, sages, and I could add to this list. Whether you call it an anointing, or a gift or talent, I think everyone comes here with something they are meant to do that brings them joy or satisfaction, and can be a gift to others. But before you can help others you have to figure out what your “thing” is. A dancer friend is dancing again; a swimmer friend will compete in a sprint triathlon this weekend — fantastic! Another friend’s artist daughter is still trying to figure out ways to create art, despite some health and physical challenges. This is exciting to me because they are taking back something they felt might be lost, reclaiming a title they thought had to be set aside because of age, family and career obligations, busyness, or because it did not make money.
As 2013 draws to a close in a few weeks, I am committed to paying attention to this in my own life. This year has been one where I have pushed myself in some areas, and let other things fall to the side because I understood they were not central to who I am and want to be. I am going to keep pushing towards reclaiming my own title, or titles, and I hope that maybe you can do the same if you feel you have gotten away from your core. I might even make myself a little banner to hang up in my blue room, just in case I need a reminder. Or better yet, I could suspend a disco ball in the middle of my living room and let it whirl.
What’s your title?