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The Price and Prize of Movement

11/26/2012

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As I live this life, I've found along the way that I've had to make decisions as to where I'm going and what I'm doing. Sometimes that meant little changes, like the flat I lived in, or the job I held at the time. Other times the changes were more significant, like getting married, or changing country... or both, simultaneously!

At almost every stage, these choices have meant that I've left behind friends and family- both blood and those wonderful people you find along the way who become family in your heart- indistiguishable from those you were born to.

Never an easy thing- ever, although it can look like that to the people you had to leave. Every time it was an act of courage to leap out into the unknown without the comforting knowledge that your friends would be there to be your safety net. And every time I did it I had to start again. New home, new friends, new family, new life.

Despite the fairly constant change, some things stayed with me. Everywhere I went, a case of 'Crafting Goodies' went with me- size and composition varying depending on how much I could carry! A love of dance...luckily not a heavy or bulky thing to pack and easy to take along for the ride ;-)  and lastly- a sense of curiosty and humour, the most important thing of all!
A dance studio was one of the first things I'd track down, along with a great cafe and small restaurant- all three vital to finding new friends and making a new 'Home' and the most vital thing of all... the knowledge that whatever change had come around, it was here because it was meant to happen!

Our Dance Community is like that too. We join a studio, make a new family, sometimes break away to start a new troupe. People come and go. The circumstances of our lives change and we flow with it looking for that place where we feel most settled, inspired, challenged, nurtured.. where we belong. Sometimes the shake-down period takes a little longer than we thought, and we test first this place, then that place as if we were dippng our toes in a pool to see if the temperature was just right for a refreshing dip. That can be unsettling too- but if we stay true to ourselves, there's no doubt in my mind that we all end up where we fit best, and where we have the most to learn- and the most to give.

And for those in different cities, countries, studios...? They stay a part of me, as all of them made me who I am today- enriched, blessed, loved and ready for the next leap of faith!
Many thanks and blessings to you all,

Storm

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    Storm Rise is a dancer, crafter, designer, wife, mother, dog snuggler and above all New-Ideas-chaser... not necessarily in that order!

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