A minute in a dancers mind

One, two, three, four

Five, six, seven, eight

Breathe in. 

Next move.  

Oh no! I forgot to smile. 

I have to keep going. 

Here's the hard part. 

I'm off on my counts. 

I have to try to find someone counting out loud. 

There we go. 

One and two and three and four 

I'm back on track. 

Wait where are we in the combination? 

Remember to turn out. 

I wish my extension was like hers. 

Keep my core tight. 

And lift

Point 

Balance

Hold 

Smile

Oh no. 

The teacher is watching me. 

I can't keep my balance. 

Going down. 

Land in a plié. 

Now here's a pirouette. 

Remember not to tilt. 

Spot!

Hold your arms in first position. 

Keep your foot pointed. 

Smile. 

One and two and three and four. 

Now plié. 

Do another pirouette.

Plié again. 

Now a grande jeté. 

Wait! How do I get into it? 

I'll just run I guess. 

But I'll do it with my foot pointed. 

And smile. 

Keep going. 

Almost done. 

Foot pointed!

Legs straight! 

Core tight! 

Smile! 

And finish! 

Now most of you probably had no idea what that was about. 

That was a minute in the mind of a dancer. 

You're welcome. 

Most of you probably didn't find that very entertaining, but I have no blog post ideas so this is what you get for now. Please comment with posts you'd like to read!

Home

Home is where the heart is. I'm sure you've heard that phrase. 

Do you think it's true? 

I do. 

Aside from my actual home (and where my family is) there are two places that I feel like home at. My dance studio is the first one. To me it's one of the best places in the world. The second place is with my friends. Because I really love you guys a ton! Guess what, these places are where my heart is at. 

Home can be anywhere you make it. Home is not just a thing. 

I believe it's a state of being. Just like love. That's why you say things like "I'm at home, I am home, etc." 

I think that being home means being with or doing something that you love. Feeling loved and free and accepted and safe all at the same time. 

It's so much more than wood and paint and all that other stuff. It's more than where you sleep at night or where you keep your things. 

Home is so much more than we make it out to be. 

It's so much more beautiful and complex and amazing than we think. 

Christmas Lights

I love Christmas lights. I currently have some hanging in my room. VvVvVvV 

The reason I love Christmas lights is because they make me feel like I'm in a fairy tale. 

That I'm surrounded by fairies. Or floating among the stars. That I'm flying to never land. That time stands still. That it's Christmas. ;)

That I'm having some little adventure of my own. 

Every time I plug them in they instantly illuminate the room. Like they're just rushing to see me. To see what adventure we'll have today.

 It makes me feel like a little kid. Using my imagination in a high-tech world. 

I can just forget about school and work and life and loud brothers and just sit there in peace. Just me and my thoughts. 

PS So I know this was kind of a random post but I really had no idea what to write about. If you guys could comment with an idea for a blog post that would just make my day. Thanks!

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 For I know the plans I have for you declares The Lord. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you. Plans to give you a hope and a future. 

I like change. I like doing different activities, different jobs, having a different routine. But I also hate change. Especially when it applies to things like my home or friends. Things that really matter to me. You know, I hate it so much that once, my mom said she was going to change the placement of a decoration in our house. I hate this decoration too. It's a creepy deer head. Painted white. Looks like a weeping angel animal in my opinion. But anyways, my mom was going to put it in her room, rather than keep it in the living room, and I got so upset at this. Because I liked it exactly where it was. It just belonged there. 

So, I am not coming back to Thursday Classes next year. So,

I know I will still see you ,but not nearly as often. I still have time before saying farewell, but I felt inspiration to write a blog post now so, here you go!

Now I just have to give a little speech to you all:

It's been great seeing you guys every Thursday. I've loved sitting through long classes with you guys. Having jam sessions. Practicing dances. Going to the homeschool balls. Camping trips, ultimate frisbee, snowball fights, movies, card games, sports camp, food pantry, banquets, the list goes on and on. I just want you guys to know that I will never forget these moments, I hope you don't either. I hope you never forget. I also hope that we always stay in touch. I've lost friends before. I don't want that to happen again. I've seen people say they'd be best friends forever and then forget each other after a couple of years. I want us to always remember each other. You are all like family to me. You are the best friends anyone could ask for. You are some of the closest friends I've ever had. Thanks for the great memories. I know it's not goodbye for good. But it sure won't be like it was before. It's changed. But let's not call it goodbye, let's just call it.......See ya later alligator! (Obviously I'm being a bit dramatic, but I felt like writing something really.....sad, so yeah.)

Okay, so now that I have that out, to finish off this blog post I just want to say that God knows what he's doing in our lives. He's had them mapped out since before we were born! That doesn't mean we will always like what happens, but it does mean that we can always trust God to pull us through. To work it all out for good. Even those pesky changes.