Dec 3: Moment.

Reverb is an every-day-in-December journalling/blogging practice. Each day features a prompt that either helps you integrate the past year or envision what you want to create in the next one (sometimes both). If you want to follow along with me, I’m posting a prompt on my Facebook page every morning.

Dec 3: Moment. Pick one moment during which you felt most alive this year. Describe it in vivid detail (texture, smells, voices, noises, colors). (Ali Edwards)

I had some trouble answering this one. I wanted to make sure that I didn’t just think about the things that happened in the past month, so I ended up poking around my blog archives for a little while.

And then it came to me. JourneyDance. My first JourneyDance class. That’s it.

Here’s what I wrote at the time:

Even though I knew that JourneyDance has the same philosophy as DansKinetics (love and honour your body, you are perfect just as you are), I was, frankly, terrified. But I didn’t need to be. Taking this class, I remembered my dancing self. I remembered why I love to move. I remembered why I love to teach. I felt my energy expand until it felt like I was filling the entire studio. And a little fire reignited in my heart.

And a voice whispered, “Yes. This is the right path. Keep going.”

When I read this, I was transported back to that evening at the Danspace on Grafton St. It was early March, so it was dark outside, and Michelle had put out fairy lights and those flickering “artificial tealight” lamps, keeping the main lights off so the space felt like a magic cave full of sparkling warmth. Beautiful music filled the room as she led us through the class. I remember feeling nervous, excited, self-conscious, and worried about my body at first, and then…it was like my heart exploded and burst out of the tight little box I’d been keeping it in. It overflowed and filled my body. I couldn’t keep the massive grin off my face. Sometimes the music and prompts reminded me so closely of my own classes that I giggled inside. My feet kissed the wooden floor, my muscles woke up, my body flowed into the dance, and—for an hour, anyway—I was free.

I’ve made huge strides since then. I’ve made breakthroughs I’d never dreamed of. But that was one of the first steps in my journey this year. And I’ll never forget it.

3 thoughts on “Dec 3: Moment.”

  1. Oh Meg. This post made my heart overflow with love, gratitude and joy. This is exactly the reason I want to share JourneyDance with others. If for a brief moment someone can feel what you felt, then it is all worth it for me. I hope to dance with you and your delicious dancing spirit sometime soon.

    Xo Michelle

  2. I do believe that all of my “most alive” moments are related to dancing too! I think back to a summer 5Rhythms class when another student and I engaged in the most passionate pas de deux of sorts, all improvised but felt like it was choreography from the heart.

    How great for you that a JourneyDance class led to an amazing life journey of your own! And that picture of you with the scarves rocks!

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