All the dancers were so lovely. Such spark in all of us. I love watching my classmates dance because we all bring something very different to the stage. And watching Rina … well, that’s another story. So calm and graceful, yet so strong and bad-ass. Yeah.
Will I ever be like her? Hell yes, I will. Might take a while, but I’ll get there. I’m in this for the long haul.
And now back to work I go. Time to digest the whole experience, come up with a new plan of attack, and get back to the studio. A flamenca’s work is never done, after all.
After a performance, I’m always overwhelmed by feelings of relief, renewed energy, satisfaction, joy. Especially joy. Dancing just makes me so damn happy. And isn’t that what it’s all about?
Reading this makes me feel happy and inspired! I’m accutely aware of what a long journey lay ahead for me. This post makes it a bit less overwhelming – thank you. And Ole you, most definitely 🙂
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