E is for Energy

“Energy, I need to see the energy!” the commanding voice of the artistic director drilled through her body, her feet blasted stinging pains and her arms arched to drop to the floor. This was not the way she thought it would be. The modern style took more energy most days than her classical ballet training ever did. Oh how she longed for the days of her classical training, full of structure and the same technique she was comfortable in.
No this is my opportunity to grow as a dancer, to show that even a classically trained dancer can express emotions.
“More  Energy, more, is that too much? Let’s take 5 and start from the top”… his voice snapped her back to reality.

C is for Courage

Oh to have the strength and courage to express myself to those around me, without fear.
I long for the day that I can stand strong and know that what I want to say will be heard by the people that need to hear it.  I want to express my inner most thoughts without worrying who may be offended by my thoughts.
why after all these years to I worry about that so much. I am a writer and I know that I have a voice. While it may be a timid voice some days, other days it has the power of a thousand armies.
I want the courage I use to posses, the courage to stand strong in my conviction, the courage to not fear rejection, the courage to know in my heart of hearts that I am right.
Courage is  a funny thing you know. It comes to you when you least expect it. Some days it comes to me as I write, like tonight as I sit here in the dark typing I feel the courage I need to write even this simple post. One day I will be able to write so much more.