Monday, January 16, 2012

Thank You Shirley Temple.

This beautiful daughter of mine has the gift of moving to music.  
Of moving with music.

She and music... 
they reach beyond physical boundaries and scoff at natural laws of nature 
twirling together
until it becomes difficult to distinguish one from the other.  

Ear-tickling sounds morph
seamlessly into fluid, liquid-like steps, sways, and nods.

She is not like me.
I am not like that.

Her arms sway gracefully.  Her waist and wrists too, in coordinated agreement 
with the instrumental ebb and flow..

How can I encourage this so-foreign-to-me gifting?  
I don't know, but I realize that there is something here I don't understand.  

I want to see it blossom, 
for it is lovely.
And I am honored to belong to her... my dancing girl.

Reintroduction of the charming  
Olivia Honor!


Cinnamon said...

Oh my stars!! That was absolutely adorable! She has a career ahead of her as a dancer :-) I don't think she needs any encouraging from you, just some fiddle music turned up loud :-)

I have missed you and was just wondering what was keeping you busy. Now I know. Dance lessons :-)

~hugs~ Cinnamon

Emily said...

How sweet! What a beautiful dancer you have! :) And such fun music!!! :-D