A night of preparation
falls
a way
for the space
needed
to dress myself
in the
petals of protection
Routine choreographed, steps practiced, now I ready my mind for the "one" woman who needs me. I don't know who she is. Maybe I've met her. Maybe I've yet to. I know she's out there, battling something she buries away from the eyes of the world. It might be body shame that others thrust upon her, or self-doubt that consumes her, or unwelcomed hands forced upon her. I am no savior, but may I be her sister, a giver, offering her a soft petal to stitch gently into her daily armor.
A few weeks before flying to Europe I accepted an invitation to speak and dance, for a second time, at a dance studio that challenges me weekly. A unique studio, that focuses on encouragement, empowerment, and dance acrobatics, stretching dancers beyond self-perceived limitations, physically and mentally. Beyond stronger muscles and an amazement at what I've been able to achieve, the greatest gift received has been the beauty found in slowing it down.
Thank you for reading and respecting my intentions. Warm regards. 🌷 Michele
my flower photo, Keukenhof Gardens, Netherlands
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