One Shot

This last weekend was the Rocky Mountain Choreography Festival. Lib and I did a duet I choreographed and I was in Carrie Lee Miles' piece, Delirium. Carrie's choreography won first place for People's Choice and mine won second place. It was a fun weekend. Sunday was a day of learning. I prayed about where to go to college and what to do. It was the first sunny day in a long time and I sat outside--the snow glowing so white it was almost blinding--and I prayed and cried and prayed. I got an answer, though it wasn't the one I was necessarily looking for. Father told me that whatever I decide, as long as I go at it with all my passion, he will bless me in. He told me that this indecisive, mistrusting state I was in was the problem. So I thanked Him, lifted my chin, and decided what I want--not what mom wants or what Eden wants or what Ray wants. It's time to do what I want--regardless of others' expectations or what they think--because this is my life and I've only got one shot. I'm taking it.

This Woman's Work by Greg Laswell

Becoming

I need to start writing more often. Right now I am at IBT and I dont have rehearsal until 3:30. I taught Eden's classes this morning and I've been here ever since. I did some homework, choreographed a little, and now I am on here, writing and listening to this beautiful piano song: On the Nature of Daylight. Its one of those songs that you can get lost in, I want to choreograph to it.
I'm eighteen now; I can feel it. I am discovering and exploring new ideas and new parts of myself. I am becoming. Maybe if I choreograph to this song thats what it will be called: Becoming. It will be about moving through time, into who you are, maturing and moving forward. That is what I am doing.