The moon is a magnet Everyone's at it Everyone's had it Love is a sadness Love is a madness We are the addicts

Someday...

























Title: Moon Is A Magnet by Jon Foreman

Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand

Sometimes I forget what's inside me. I forget about the passions that I have. Maybe it's not forgetting but more hiding them away for a time being.

I was a ballerina for 12 years of my life. I was never a hardcore dancer or a "bun head" as we were all notoriously called. I never had good feet, I actually have flat feet, which isn't conducive to a dancer's life. I was only in classical ballet & really did no other dancing unless it was during a summer workshop or I was in my room in front of a mirror. I finally convinced my Mom to let me quit when I was 16 because I just didn't feel comfortable any more doing ballet. I wanted to do more, but I didn't know how & I was ready to put that life behind me.

Through the years I have dabbled in dance here & there. I tried a modern class in college once, which was very hard to figure out. Once you have taught your body to turn out your feet & everything is about the line your body makes, it's hard to retrain your body to turn in & just be flowy & free. The brain says do this, but the body goes against it. That was the last time I truely danced in a classroom & it was over two years ago.

I know it's in me, I just have to find it again. Once you're a dancer, you will always be a dancer till they lay your body in the earth. The dance & movement is always there. When you hear a beat your body thumps with it. Your arms move with the flow of the rhythm. You never forget what it feels like to pour your heart out in movements & let your body be free.

My favorite kind of dancing is hip hop. I love it so much. But now I stick to dancing in my car or yes, still in my room in front of my mirror. I miss it all a lot. The performances, the freedom. I'm ready to have dance come out of me again.

Someday...
















Title: Tiny Dancer by Elton John

Move on up & peace you will find into the steeple of beautiful people where there's only one kind Walo ile babawa O - walo ile omon Africa

I thought that this future Friday photo was appropriate for this post. Fifa World Cup 2010 has begun! I can't believe it has started already. From June 11th to July 11th, I will be glued to my television watching all the action happening.
I love things that bring people together, & just like the Olympics brings together the world, so does the World Cup. I can't tell you how happy it makes me to see all of the ethnicities & cultures in one place doing something that they love! How brilliant. I love this sport so much. Tomorrow I will be cheering on my USA boys play against England (though I'm excited to see Rooney play too.) Shea & I have been cheering all week that "The Yanks are marching in!"
So for the next month I will probably post a lot about the games & how excited I am about them!

Here is my photo for future Friday & the Fifa 2010 South Africa official poster.

Title: Move On Up by Angelique Kidjo

Wilderness for miles, eyes so mild & wise. Oasis child, born & so wild...Any way you run, you run before us. Black & white horse arching among us

I tend to think about the future a lot.
Where I will be.
How the world will look.
What I'll be doing with my life.
As I was pondering about all of this, I was looking through all the inspiration photos I have on my laptop. I realized that a lot of photos I have are things I want for myself & hope to someday have. So I started looking at some of my favorites & writing text on them. I thought I would post one on here each Friday & call it my Future Friday, even though that sounds quite cheesy. So here's the first. Have a good weekend loves.

Title: Zebra by Beach House