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I started the year scrambling over rocks, squelching in mud, plodging in the freezing sea and walking for days in the beautiful English countryside… Fur-lined, water proof boots and a gazillion layers of snuggly purpleness to keep me warm and dry.

A few weeks ago I climbed Snowdon with my daughter on the hottest day of the year so far.  My big, sensible purple walking boots were firmly attached to the back of my rucksack – and replaced with nice, comfortable flip flops!  Morton’s Neuroma makes it less and less easy to wear my boots, but they’re always there ready.

August is my adventure month!  My time.  A chance to get some serious walking miles under my boots.  A chance to connect, reflect, regenerate, recoup and renew.

But every day throughout the year I try to take a walk somewhere.  Just a few miles.  Just enough to remind me of what is important to me.  Fresh air, exercise, the sights, sounds and joys of nature around us and love, in all it’s guises.

But walking boots are not my only boots.

This weekend was a Blues BootCamp weekend.  A chance to swap the walking boots and flip flops for my dancing boots and shoes.  A whole weekend of teaching, encouraging and nurturing the love of Modern Blues dancing with a fabulous group of receptive and friendly dancers.

I love my boots.  ALL of my boots!

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It has become obvious to me, whilst trying to keep this blog up-to-date, that there is a very clear link between my happiness and my productivity.

The happier I am in my personal life, the more difficult it becomes for me to put virtual pen to virtual paper and be creative and productive.  And I actually don’t know how I feel about this.

I have quite a number of projects on the go – but none of them seem to be going anywhere fast.

And yet, I am seeing more, doing more, loving more, enjoying more and discovering more than I ever have.

I have more material at my disposal, but less drive to use it.

Dolly Parton said, ‘Don’t get so busy making a living that you forget to make a life’ and boy is she right.

But what happens if you get so busy enjoying life that you neglect to challenge yourself and allow your creativity to stagnate..?

I think in terms of my work/life balance – I am truly blessed.  I work in an environment of happiness and pleasure.  I am one of the lucky ones who gets to pursue my passion in my workplace and am a part of people’s social life and therefore, ‘happy place’.  I live to dance and teach dance to live.  What a delicious mutualism.

Now if I could just force myself to sit still long enough to create something worth reading..!!  This 365 day challenge is taking years to complete!

(Big thanks to Ian Petty Mayor for the picture)

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Day 333 - Dancer with Heart

A watercolour by Cate Parr.

Cate Parr is an English born artist living in America. A lot of her work captures the beauty and grace of a pretty face. I’m drawn to the colours and the downcast eyes in many.
Shy… Demure… Wistful… Romantic… Melancholy… Thoughtful… Seductive…

Dancer with Heart, for me captures the freedom to be found in movement to music.

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Day 322 - Breathing

‘Music to me is like breathing – I don’t get tired of breathing, I don’t get tired of music.’ ~Ray Charles.

Breathe music…
Breathe dance…
Breathe in the moments…

And then when the music, the dance, the dancer and the moment combine – it takes our breath away.

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Day 196 - And so, to dance.

Every so often I get sent something that seems, just, so right.

As a purple-loving teacher of dance – this is one of those!

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Day 191 - Ode to a dancer

This was sent to me today by a lovely dancer friend. Thought I’d share…

Ode to a dancer:
IF you can keep your lead when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all partners doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Whilst your partner fastens their shoes,
or looks around forlornly stating,
“You’ll have to wait, look at the toilet queues”

If you can style – and not make style your master;
If you can jive – and not make jive your aim;
If you can look upon each toe treading disaster
and treat it with a smile “it’s all in the game”.
If you can bear to hear your favourite track of which you’ve spoken
Twisted by DJ’s with their fancy laptop tools,
Or watch the things you’ve taught wrecked, broken,
by dancers not caring for the rules:

If you can waltz in crowds and stay in the space around you,
Or sway and dip to blues without losing touch,
If neither stilettos nor flailing elbows hurt you,
and all partners count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill each unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of joyous, rhythmic fun,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a dancer, my son!

Apologies to Rudyard Kipling – and with grateful thanks to my friend, DP.

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Day 99 - Peacock Proud

Today is a good day…
I finally took a step I’ve been shying away from for far too long. One of those ‘step into the abyss without a safety net’ things which actually disguised itself in something as simple as posting a letter…

I also became the mum of a teacher with a full-on, full-time job today…

And with a daughter who took to dancing like a duck to water last night, a son who has grown from boy to man in one university year and another son who is about to move into his own home for the second time in less than a year – I say, ‘move over peacock…’!

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