Divine Dissatisfaction

I walked into the dance studio with my son, who was about to audition for a scholarship, and when my eyes met the quote painted on the wall (photo above), I almost burst into tears. I say almost because I didn't want to be that mom overcome with emotion while my teenage son was brimming with nerves and performance anxiety. However, the joy bubbled up in my chest and threatened to use my tears as an escape. Obviously, the joy for the words and the joy for my son's dance journey are ultimately connected in the best ways. But those words were also for me, and they have clanged in my ears for the last month. I am especially warmed by this line:

You do not even have to believe in yourself and your work.

That's right. Yes, take a breath. Make this your religion. Your faith. You don't have to believe in yourself or your work, but you do have to listen. Listen to the urges that move you.

Recently, my faith had been placed in earthly rhythms: sunrise, sunset, moonrise, and moonset, the rise and fall of the tides. But when I read the Graham quote, I realized I could trust in something else, my own blessed unrest, and I have been liberated by her words.

I am not a dancer, but I know of Graham's palpable impact on dance and the world. I plan to spend more of my time being like Graham and keeping the channel open.

Won't you join me?

Sending you blessings of peace 🌬️ 🌄

~Bridget