Recovery...look it up in the dictionary and it has several meanings or ways of explaining it. At the moment I am in Los Angeles being witness and helping in whatever way is needed my BFF Dori in her recovery from a surgery to remove a tumor from her brain. I know, shocking! Never thought I would know someone personally that would experience something like this. A brain tumor is something that happens to people on a soap opera like "One Life To Live". But alas someone I've known for 25 years has a scar across her head that is the evidence of this event happening in real life. She's doing well just two weeks after her surgery and I can hardly believe that she had "brain surgery". Of course experiencing something like this makes you think about what life really means. What purpose does your life serve? What can you do with your life now that you've survived this? Seeing Dori going through these feelings makes me think some of the same things. What am I doing with my life? My talent? My compassion? My heart? My love? How can I learn from what others have gone through? Who am I? Why am I? I know I've expressed this same thing in blog form before and it's strange that I'm still in that same place emotionally. I guess it's necessary and par for personal growth, I just wish that the answers would reveal themselves in "my time" and not in "universal time". At any rate I'm grateful that I can be of service to someone that has been there for me through many important events in my life and has loved me unconditionally through it all. She's picked me up, brushed me off, propped me up, held me down, pushed me forward...loved me.
On another note, I am feeling like I need to make a transition in my life. Not sure what that is or looks like but feel it's coming. Just what I don't know. Do I stay in dance? If so where? Atlanta? L.A.? Do I go back to school and train for something new? If so, what? Something centered around dance? Completely different? Something creative? Something more practical? Well...that last one is just not me so that's out. I love dance but my body is not gonna last forever. Think I've said that before to. Trying to perceive myself through realistic eyes. Lot's of people want me to stay in Atlanta. Lot's of people want me to move back to L.A. but what do I want? Still not sure of that but do know that if I remain calm, connected, and clear that the answer will come...I just hope it comes soon. Hmmm...guess I could use some patience to even though it doesn't start with a "C".
