~ Pamela Brown
It started the first moment I held her in my arms...
we connected through music and movement.
we connected through music and movement.
I'd sing any song..... it didn't have to be a lullaby, for any gentle melody conveyed my message of love. The swaying motion of my walk or the rocking motion in a chair were our special moments together.
When she was a toddler we'd dance together to all those lively childhood verses.
She enjoyed all music and dance, her small feet moving to the rhythm. We'd hear her singing while playing with toys...and she'd ask for the same music over and over.. never tiring as she choreographed her own..
Dancing with Paka, she knew all the steps...
Of course, she needed the proper clothes
and dolls added to the role.
Before long, every step was a dance move
Every opportunity to dance was taken, and the world was her stage...
although most performances were for a home audience.
Little hands whirling a sparkler gracefully through the night air..
would translate well..
when, finally
began.
The positions would be learned...
along with a new language,
and hair would be tamed in the traditional way.
Anyone could be a partner when she wanted to..
She becomes willowy and lithesome...
She learns to love the barre,
and the extension it develops.
She once thought it was for swinging....
now it's all about strengthening and balance.
Even at home, she moves on tip toes,
oops...."pardonne-moi"
Classes get longer,
and harder.
She continues to practice,
as each pose requires concentration,
and precision.
She remembers the small stretches of before,
and now pushes the limits.
She knows the dancer's motto of....
Performances are always special,
and her name written in a Program.
Then shyly, she accepts the congratulatory rose.
She starts to dream of dancing en pointe.
For that is what true Prima Ballerinas do.
Hmmmnn....they say..
as the miracle of the small beautiful bones
and their delicate strength.”
- Martha Graham
and their delicate strength.”
- Martha Graham
It may take some time to get it right,
and, it's a little scarey.
But new beginnings usually are...
and she won't be alone.
It's a great leap to take
and this might be part of the plan....
I know she'll always dance.......
that's just her way,
of course it may not always be BALLET...
but whatever shoes she decides to wear,
and whatever path she follows,
she'll have grace, discipline, and poise,
because...
Dancing faces you towards Heaven, whichever direction you turn! ~Terri Guillemets
The inspiration for this post:
my beautiful granddaughters
Avery, Brielle, Celine, and Danae,
You bring amazing joy to my life,
I love you
2009
“To dance is to be yourself.
“To dance is to be yourself.
Larger, more beautiful, more powerful.
This is power on earth and it is yours for the taking.
Agnes De Mil
HAPPY BIRTHDAY CELINE ! (4-26)
Here's a tiara fit for an aspiring ballerina
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