I Choose to GROW. “This is How We Grow” Blog Hop 2013

Time is fleeting. I can look back and get stuck in the past… or I can look back, reflect and learn.

I choose to GROW.

The negative voices of my ego can talk me out of virtually anything positive, if I listen. So I turn down the volume of those pessimistic voices and turn up the volume of inspiration, of optimism.

I choose to GROW.

There are people in this world that can be supportive, others not so much. I surround myself with enthusiastic, motivational people who share my values and beliefs.

I choose to GROW.

No matter how much we KNOW about anything, we can always learn more. The possibilities are endless.

I choose to GROW.

As a mom, I am blessed and honored to raise three beautiful souls. Many days are chaotic, some I lose my patience, Occasionally some are just hard. I am human.

I choose to GROW.

There are opportunities all around. I find myself second-guessing and over-analyzing at times. Why? I know I will never know unless I try.

I choose to GROW.

In times of trouble, despair or heartache…I can huddle in the darkness or I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.

I choose to GROW.

I can hide “Behind the Curtain” of my life or I can stand in the “spotlight” and DANCE through this life.

I choose to GROW.

I choose to DANCE.

I choose ME.

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Last… (Five Minute Free Write)

Time is so fleeting, as we watch our children grow and our parents get older…tick tock, tick tock…we are growing with them. We count in months, days, hours then minutes and seconds.

If only we could make each precious, precious moment LAST forever.

The birth of your precious miracles, school days, sunsets, celebrations, dancing, singing, sunrises, laughter, love and faith filled praise.

Baby baths, cleaning sticky fingers, wiping down muddy toes, wiping faces, butterfly kisses, giggles, cuddling, and so many little, yet big snapshots in life.

We CAN make those moments LAST forever.  We carry those precious moments in our hearts and minds daily. In the patchwork of life…we may be tattered and torn sometimes but the threads and stitches hold us together when times get tough. Some of the most creative ideas can happen LAST minute. It’s amazing how a time crunch can quickly bring those thoughts to the forefront. We need to make each second count.

Enjoy the moment… in the moment… and it truly will last forever.

So what does the word “last” really mean?

To me, it’s not about being at the end of line or the one that didn’t win. It’s about holding on and holding tight. It’s about making fleeting moments LAST forever in your heart and mind. It’s about unconditional, never-ending, LASTING LOVE.

Rise up on your “Elevator” Ride!

Jesse Jackson QuoteHow many times do you hear the saying “rise up to the occasion?”

How often do you respond and actually do it? Does it take a sales meeting, a weather related emergency, a sporting event, an advertising pitch, a failure, or a creative session? Or perhaps it takes a minor emergency with your family or a loved one?

What motivates you to RISE?

In the dance world we teach “relevé” which means ‘to rise’. (re•le•vé [rel-uh-vey; French ruhluh-vey]) For the younger student, I often refer to it as their ballet “elevator.” It will get them from a lower position to an even higher one. We can learn from this, out of habit, do you usually go to the “same floor” in your “elevator?” You go there every day, well, because…. that’s what is expected of you. You are in your comfort zone. However, even YOU can use this dance ‘elevator’ to rise up to YOUR occasion. Stop and stand for a moment. Lift your heels off the ground, and then look around. Physically you’re a little higher; you’ve stretched a bit farther. You may even notice a subtle difference in the view of your world.

Today, I challenge you to rise to a different floor.

Feel the positive momentum of your floor rising, up, up, up until you have reached your new destination today. The elevator doors open on a new location with a new perspective. Exactly what you needed for that new idea, for that problem needing to be solved, that superb sales pitch, the book you’re trying to write, that team you will face.

Each morning the sun will rise, and each time the hues or colors will stir up new views. Each sunrise provides a new hope of the day ahead and a refreshing point of view. There are days it seems to go fast and there are days it is very gradual. But the sun will always rise and so should we.

Now sit down, pause and slowly rise to your feet. Now sit down and jump up even higher…. Rise up! Rise to the occasion whatever it may be. Stand strong to your convictions, believe in yourself, grab hands with your teammates in life and have faith in the possibilities.

Lift your heels and see the view…

You have risen to a new height!

What do YOU see?

Baby & Me Dance (New Ad from Evian Water)

In a world full of negativity, especially at the moment, I found this new video from Evian Water very refreshing. I believe there is a little dancer within each of us. So let’s tap into our inner child. Let’s choose happiness, imagination and peace. Let’s “Live Young” as they suggest. Simply put, let’s DANCE….

Heart “Beat”

"Heart" filled Sky“The heart.

The beat.

To start your feet….”

A couple of lyrics’s from on old song called, “That’s Dancing” by Henry Mancini. What I remember the most from dancing to that song is the beginning heartbeat….thumping….thumping….like the sound of a drum, along with the clickety, higher pitched sounds and rhythms from our tap shoes.
(In fact, I’m dancing some of those steps in my kitchen. Right. Now. Hey. It’s my floor.)

But this also made me think about our own internal “music.” That precious heartbeat that rhythmically travels through us and literally keeps us moving. Our hearts beat to different rhythms in each of us. It responds to our feelings and our activities, our thoughts and our movements.

Place your hand over your heart, over your child’s heart, over your parent’s heart. Stop. Listen. Feel it. Hear it. It’s a GIFT we carry around everyday. We literally owe our life to it in a physical way, yet if we listen in a soulful way….you can hear the whispers of LOVE….when your heart flutters at simple moments in your life.

On this Valentine’s Day, embrace your heart, your passion, your LOVE in whatever way YOU want.

Listen to the “heartbeat” of YOUR internal drum

Then DANCE!

The “Dance” of Life…. Your “First” Steps

“Firsts” are momentous, and they happen just once for each new experience. The list is common, yet unique to each of us.

First steps.  

First smile. First kiss. First heartbreak. 

First job. First car. First baby. First loss.

First ultrasound. First concert. 

First words.  

And, yes, first dance class….  

Excitement fills the air as little girls dressed in pink leotards, tights and tutus, with perhaps a flower in their hair, shuffle tentatively into the dance studio for the first time in their lives. Brand new ballet shoes in tow, many of these youngsters will find that the studio becomes a lifetime companion. The little ones look around with an infectious curiosity. Some leap right into action while others hang tight to mom or dad. 

Miss Pam (yours truly) greets each little one for the first time. Neither of us can know yet whether the teacher and student relationship will last for one session… or decades. For me, this first meeting is always a celebration. Teaching these precious soon-to-be dancers has taught and continues to teach me much about life, about me, and about firsts. I want to share these simple lessons of life with you and together we can celebrate our own “firsts.”

For instance, this is my “first” official blog. I am still learning the “steps” of a blog, but subsequent posts will be filled with thoughts in my head that keep me awake through the night. Dancing, motherhood, teaching dance and experiencing life through dance have provided me with a distinctive perspective on life. I invite you to share the journey.

The correlation between dance movements and those of day-to-day life is simple yet quite fascinating, in my opinion. As we begin class I instruct the girls and the occasional boy (have to get more boys involved) to stand on their tulips with feet together. I teach them how to turn their toes to either side and look down. To the new dancers it looks like a piece of cake or pizza, or at least that what I understand through their giggling. We reach down for our magic sparkles and toss them into the air and onto our feet to create our “twinkle toes.” 🙂 Some girls reach down to open their feet, some try, others need assistance, but at one moment they are all standing in first position, otherwise known as “kissing heels.” First position is a success! They will use it from this day forward each time they dance, as I secretly hope that the sparkles touch their hearts to let them shine from within….

Firsts can add anticipation, curiosity, a new hope or a new beginning to life, such as the first of the year or the first chapter of the book you’ve always wanted to write. I ask you to recall your firsts — good or bad, reflect on how you’ve learned from them. Are you using what you’ve learned to improve YOUR life? 

First dance. First time driving. First snow. First meeting. First book. First movie. First sunset. 

First phone. First birthday. First tooth.

That first precious look in a mirror…. Sigh ….

So many…. “Firsts.” 

For today’s final curtsy, I’d like to point out that the word ‘first’ is also correlated to its counterpart, the numeral ‘one.’ 

One. 

So simple, yet so complex. I believe that ONE person CAN make a difference. So take those FIRST steps in your life today. 

Be that ONE.

Be the FIRST.

“DANCE” through your life….

And watch what happens!