Saturday, August 28, 2010


Sometimes personal tragedy triggers the production of the most poignant art. While you never wish for death and hurt to enter your life, there is beauty that comes from the total breakdown of the spirit. Your art is the thing that supports you when you cannot hold yourself up. It is reliable and never asks you questions. It waits patiently, through plateaus and bouts of bad ideas, for that one moment when genius shows itself.

I rely on my dancing to get me through the hardest of times. It pushes me and breaks me down as it builds my strength back up. My art makes me confront my problems and not avoid them. Some people turn to drugs and alcohol to drown out the difficulties that they are facing. No strength can be gained from making bad choices.

If you channel your energy, you can create wonderful things. Things that can change you and force you to view life from a new angle. There is such power to be gained from feeling every single emotion that life makes you feel.

August has been hard, but my passion is holding me up through these hard times. Happiness will find me again and I will be better for the pain I have been meant to feel.

Kind of an epic post, but I mean every word of it. Never choose the easy way out.

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