I took this picture yesterday after I made myself get off my couch, out of my head, and onto my feet. It reflects the color of my mood for the past couple of weeks. I don’t know if it’s the solstice, winter blues, or just the realities of life, but I’ve been very in my head lately, which is a doorway to depression+anxiety for me. I’ve learned that about myself as an adult, and while I know how to address it, I don’t always remember to do it. I get wrapped up thinking about the adventures I’m not going on, the relationships I don’t have, or the life I’m not living, instead of being thankful for and taking advantage of what is available to me. The river is a three mile run away, and my body is able to carry me there. I didn’t have to go to Yosemite, I didn’t have to be in San Francisco, I was able to get out of my head and back to my heart, right here at home. This is a reminder to myself — blessings are always close, I just have to run to them.
#dontthinkaboutittoomuch #outofmyhead #intomyheart #wintersolstice #gonnalaydownmyburdens #downbytheriverside #fullmoonthoughts #mentalhealth #readytorun
Today in humbling dance chronicles, I fell FLAT on my ass doing a high kick. My foot went right out from under me. Fortunately, there is no footage of that (I think 😅), so all I have of me is this video in which I perform the choreo slightly better than the first class I took last week.
I made this a post rather than a disappearing story because while I’m glad I’ve kind of #gotmygrooveback, I’ve still got a loooong way to go. Impatience has ALWAYS been a part of my personality, getting back into dance is forcing me to practice in more ways than one.
Thankful for my teachers 🙏🏽💃🏽
