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Must Rest Dance

Today I am exhausted and inspired beyond my ability to absorb it all. Yesterday saw Alexa’s choreography featuring Lynette Garcia at Ballet Austin. Then saw a rehearsal of Sharon’s choreography, Las Cuatros Estaciones: The Story of Human Trees. Incredibly moved. Inspired by the personal commitment of each dancer to become more of themselves.

Canceled all meetings and plans for today. Exhausted to the bone. Read Harry Potter number six until had to sleep. Slept. Woke. Hydrate. Nutrition support and juice.

Back to rest. No supplement was going to work. No reading. So I prayed and saw my life, each phase as a connector between people, ideas, inspiration. I have followed what I have been given.

Entered our living room space for dancing, singing, praying. One move and I knew, only dancing will do. And singing. Took out a reserve pair of ballet shoes. They fit me so well. They become a part of me.

Yesterday’s performances carried me. The dancer’s lifted turns sent delight through me. Realized I would not go to that level in Ballet because my belief was so strong that to learn I must direct everything.

Taking a sense of Alexandra foot work, Eurythmy agile collar bone, Floor-Barre roll from a turned out hip joint. There I was rising into a turn with the delight I wait for. A small beginning. A slight sense of the technique yet a huge experience of inspiration.

My cranium calls for hydration. My body no longer fatigued, released somehow. Now I can rest in dance or in the day’s sunshine or in a book (not Moby Dick today). Rest I can.
Tim Hurst 03/24/17