Diary of a Born Dancer!

November is starting to get pretty booked. I'm already scheduled to dance at a school fall festival, a show in connection with a workshop and a show for an assisted living community. It doesn't seem like alot at first, but then you start thinking about all of the preparation: the costumes you're going to wear, the music your going to use, the time you have to schedule in for practice, etc. Before you know it, your time becomes precious, especially free time. What is free time anyway?

At the workshop, I get to bring back my Polynesian drum dancing. It was a request. I've been focusing alot on the West African and the Middle Eastern dance. It's what the people have been asking for, so those two styles are being performed more often. But I missed wearing a grass skirt and a coconut bra. I missed twirling my hips at unknown speeds. Shibar called me a "Water Gypsy" (Thanks for the compliment). That's very fitting, considering how far I've traveled and where I've lived in the pursuit of dance. I'll go through all of that some other time.

Oh yeah, I have to do a workshop for some girls on the 15th! Time is flying by!