It's never too late to pursue a dream and in
words of one of my favorite authors, Wayne Dyer, "Don't die with your music still in you." If you have a dream, pursue it, and don’t let anyone or anything get in your way. The only thing that will truly stop you IS you.MY FOUR-MINUTE DANCING CAREER
A few years ago, I decided to pursue my dream of being a dancer. I was 37 years old and being a dancer was on my list of things to do before I die, so I thought I'd better get cracking before osteoporosis or some other age-related malady took hold of my body.
My goal was not to become a Vegas showgirl or to star in
next Flash Dance, but to learn how to dance and perform on stage … just once.
I attended dance classes every week without fail for 10 months and hipped and hopped until I almost dropped.
Soon June rolled around and my group was scheduled to perform in two year-end recitals.
I tossed around
idea of quitting to avoid making a fool of myself on stage, but I had put myself into this situation for a reason.
I sought out
support of friends who I knew would encourage me and not let me back out.
They told me all of
things I needed to hear ... I was good, I had
moves, I could have been a professional! (Thank goodness for friends with a lot of hot air and big hearts!)
Thanks to
encouragement of my friends and 13-year old niece who wanted to see "Auntie shake her groove thing," I went ahead with
commitment to perform on stage.
Because I knew I was going to be on display for so many eyes, I turned up
volume on my practicing. I performed my routine over and over again on my back lawn, in my basement, in my garage, at work in my office.
I couldn't remember more than two or three combos to save my life and wanted to back out.
It was then
big guns had to be drawn. My husband stepped in.
He assured me I was nervous and fearful and that failure was an illusion I had created for myself; that I was sabotaging my goal and blowing everything out of proportion.