Learning to Dance

A few months ago we went to a dance program.  The people in this program range for tiny tots to adults.  The auditorium was filled to the brim.  What amazed me is how brave they were.  They danced in sync from Irish dancing to ballet to jazz to stomp.  With every precise step they carried a smile and appeared to be having a wonderful time.  Together they worked as a team.  Only one of them was my child but I couldn't have been more proud or in awe of the whole group.

My son concentrating while doing the stomp 

As I sat through the three hours of performances, I couldn't help but think how I could learn from each and every one of them.  As adults we tend to worry more of what others will think of us.  What status we have in the world.  What others have.  Yet these children had the guts to get up on stage and preform knowing they could fall or miss a step. 

Even my twenty-six year old son was on stage for the stomp version.  He got roped into it because his friend owns the dance studio and when he got married my son wouldn't dance.  At the wedding he didn't have the confidence to preform and basically act goofy in front of the wedding guests.  On this day he performed with a group and did quite well.  He also had a lot of fun.  It took months of training but he put himself out there and survived.  Turns out he doesn’t have two left feet after all if it's the right kind of dance.

If we step out of the box every once in a while, we may have a little fun and learn to let go no matter what anyone else may think of us.  Every once in a while we should celebrate life and leave the worries of not matching up behind.  We my even discover we have a talent for something we didn't know we had.  My son may not be a famous dancer, but he learned he had to try or he'd never know.  What will you do today and in the future to put yourself out there while learning your own dance in life?