You Can Dance!

You can dance if you want to

When we were kids we were told not to talk to strangers, to look both ways before crossing the street and to ALWAYS say please and thank you. As we grow old and become adults those same rules apply but now we have the freedom to choose whether we apply them or not. As a child your not fully aware why your parents' are instilling values and moral into your character, you simply do what they say and in the midst of that, they are teaching us to be cautious with our words, kind with our actions and hesitant in taking risks. Now, as an adult I find myself with those same values that my mother instilled in me but along with that are also some of her fears that she instilled through her ways and perspective on life. The older I get I find it amazing how similar I am to my mother and how I carry some of her characteristics and manners. But I digress, I was moved to write this blog post because I want to share and express the importance of taking risk and believing in chance. I've stepped out on faith and believed in chance multiple times which has benefited me greatly. Sometimes it's feast and sometimes its famine and its always a lesson to be learned. I believe we all must go through a trail and error phase where we discover what we like and where exactly our passion will direct us. And with the risk of taking a chance and stepping out on faith, one must also believe that pursuing anything will always have some sort of risk. The beautiful part of it all, is that when you make the decision to act on intuition and go for your goals its you simply deciding to dance to your own tune. For some, this may take a lifetime to learn and for others its second nature. I call it dancing with life, sometimes you will have a partner, sometimes you will be alone, sometimes your steps are organized and most of the time you are dancing by chance. Be daring, be brave and be willing to dance in risk believing that at the end of it all you will come out on top!

Song of this post: The Safety Dance by Sleeping at Last


Sincerely,

The Burgeoning Turtle