Dancing Day

Today was the culmination of our Fall term of tap class. Some lovely students take ballet, but we find tap more suitable. So many times I'd find myself unable to concentrate, at class or practicing at home. Seriously: mindfulness, intention, any attempt to be meditative has been a challenge. But, as with so much, I've been hard on myself. I video the rehearsals (which really helps), and when I saw the last one, I burst into tears to see the look on my face. That turned into a good thing, as tears so often do. Why do I fight them so hard. At any rate, our two short performances today were so much fun and went without a hitch. And now maybe I can get ‘Christmas in Killarney’ out of my head.
I think Qi Gong is a help, too, in this tense cancer time.