Reflections on dance & life #2

7 months on from PVFS I am starting to wake up from the dead. Some reflections from the sidelines of my salsa journey over the last year.

Who we are and what has formed us, build a unique combination of hindrances and assets that we bring to our learning. It takes an insightful teacher to navigate these by providing a safe space, balanced with pertinent pushing, to open the door for students growth.

I was horrified to see how I looked the first time I saw myself salsa on video! Apparently it’s normal to feel nauseous the first time. Suddenly I saw everything I dislike about myself blatantly screaming at me from camera, in the form of dance where each physical aspect that needed work reflected something of who I am…Too safe and predictable – take risks. Too controlled – let go. Engage – get outside of my head. Stop caring what other people think.

Over the 3 months since seeing the video I was lost in negativity not wanting to face any of these things, thinking that I needed to analyse and uproot each thing in order to move on, which sounds a ghastly process so naturally I procrastinated doing that and just wallowed.

Eventually speaking to my instructor about what was going on for me his response was so en pointe that I couldn’t ignore it, it shook me up and was the catalyst to spark me from my mellowing and face what lies beneath my blocks. I spent the afternoon emotional, writing blog after blog.
I was watching this video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rPOhLAGpLe8
“Ooo! I want to look like her!”, I thought.
In the same moment I realised, I will never look like her. Because I am me. I gave up salsa (for the 3rd time…lol). I will never be the salsa dancer I want to be, because I can’t change my personality, I’ve always been safe, controlled and inward. At the time it felt like a lightning bolt moment of clarity – of course this is why salsa is such a struggle for me! I’m trying and fighting to be something that just isn’t me! Cue my tango epiphany! In this moment, I realise I am built for Tango.

I got up the next day and took on my teachers challenge of dancing not just stepping through the moves, finding I was moving more freely and having fun.
A milestone social was made as I discovered what it is to be satisfied!
No longer song after song sitting, waiting, watching, overlooked.
I got asked for dance after dance, and for the first time ever I got repeat dances!

Some small thing had changed within me I think because of facing these blocks, rather than letting them drown away under the surface.
Others could feel it, for the first time I sense that people want to dance with me.

Despite this progress, I still believed I’ll never be a good salsa dancer because it’s so polar to my introverted personality and this despair hung over me like a cloud. Happy though I was to realise there might yet be a place on the dance floor I can call home -tango, this bug wouldn’t go away, each morning I woke to think, what is this thing that hovers over me still, I cannot shake it. It felt like a black cloud clinging overhead, for a few weeks.

I’d spent the month feeling very tired but unsure why because I was on holidays (I hate going to work in winter, reason enough to take 3 weeks off eh!). Unable to keep up with the rest of the world, but I pushed on anyway.
The next week, I was exhausted. Dragging myself around wondering how I can sleep for so many hours yet wake up dying for more sleep. (Is there such a thing as pre-viral fatigue? O_o)
Then I became sick with a strange virus. I escape into the sound of Ed Sheeran on repeat. Distraction from misery by imagining myself moving to his beautiful music.

All of these depressing dance musings go to the back of my head of little importance, as it takes all my energy to navigate recovery from the virus over the coming months.
In hindsight now I’ve woken up from that despairing place, I know I don’t need to change who I am to improve in these areas, they actually have nothing to do with introversion they are just less developed parts of me from anxiety or the way I’ve been brought up. Taking risks, being experimental, less self-conscious more engaged are good things and working on them will round out my personality more while still being true to my quiet nature and introversion.

Overthinking my flaws was useless, it lead to despair and untrustworthy thoughts – me thinking that I can’t do salsa because of who I am felt like a lightning bolt moment of clarity but I can see now it was a lie. Question my thoughts.

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About cornstalk
Corn. Singer. Nurse. Lover of music. Pursuing God (trying...). Secluded. Pianist. Wannabe gypsy. Silly.

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