Thursday, June 5, 2014
Bellying up to the barre
Yesterday I hit the Pilates class at the downtown L.A. Fitness where the teacher hands out memoranda.
The teacher is named Colleen and she looks like a dancer. She has that kind of lean and perfect appearance. She also has you using the Body Bar as if it were a ballet barre. You hold on to it and do plies. Yesterday we had to do this plies while sweeping our arms over our heads in the manner of ballet dancers.
I was like Pennario's friend Tamara Toumanova, the dancer in the picture up above! Yeah right, as Leonard would say.
But anyway, at the end of class, the teacher reads a meditation, usually something, you know, liberating or empowering. She even gives you a piece of paper with that day's quote written on it. This class's memorandum was something about how a lot of people go through life doing what they think they should do and doing what people asked them to do, etc.
It wound up: "What if you went through life doing what you were born to do?"
And you leave pondering that.
That closing question leaves me in a kind of quandary because me, I happen to have been born to dance. I am like one of those starstruck ballerina tutu girls.
even little things, just the way he held his hand or moved one finger, would make a big difference. Hence I emulate that.
It is funny, all the things you carry around in your head, you know?
All these memories and memoranda.
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