Hanging Up The Tutu

If you follow my blog regularly, you know I don’t get serious too often. Ever, really. A lot of bloggers are naturals at this stuff, but it is actually a real challenge for me to write about something serious, especially when it is about me. Humor is safe for me, while anything outside of that realm makes me feel extremely vulnerable. But, with everything going on during the week of a Becca on Fire, I not only have a little extra confidence in my fingertips, but I also feel that it is the perfect opportunity to open up a bit to my readers. So, here goes my attempt to inspire.

Before I began writing this post, I sat with a blinking cursor on the left side of my screen and the “about me” page of my blog on the right side of the screen.

I’m only good at funny. That’s what I do. It is easy to be funny. For me. Shit, this is going to be more of a challenge than I thought. I can’t even inspire Jack to poop inside the litter box, so what can I possibly have to write about inspiration? Oh well, just write.

After all of that staring, I noticed something about how I describe myself. Take a look at my “about me” page. I begin by proudly acknowledging a very important part of what makes me Becca. I was a dancer.

becca cord in a tutu

Before I was writing I was a confectionery delight in pointe shoes.

For seventeen years, I was first and foremost, a dancer. Make that a great dancer. A passion that consumes you for such a long period of time is hard to shake and even harder to accept that you must shake, which was apparent by the blurb I’d written. So, I guess I should more accurately say that what I was looking at was a statement about what used to make me Becca.

Before anyone ever put the notion in my head that making a profession of performing arts was “impractical,” I never thought twice about any other course for my life. I entered college as a dance major, was an important member of the college dance team, and had every intention of performing until my age got the best of me (at which point I planned to teach). Everyone knew me as the dancer even if they didn’t know me at all. That is how integral it was to my identity.

After about a year in college, I began to realize that the performing arts program I was in was not up to par with my experience level. This is not a case of my comedic ego either, the program was simply a joke. A cop-out for lazy freshmen who would rather mock an art form than write an essay. On top of that, my parents continually dropped not-so-subtle hints that I may want to consider a different calling. Something more lucrative.

It infuriated me that they didn’t get it. Get me. It infuriated me even more that I pretty much had no other option but to drop the program because of its lack in advancement. It was holding me back as a dancer. It infuriated me, because everyone would think I gave up on my passion to become an office drone (at the thought of which nauseated me).

snoopy in business

Street art doesn’t lie.

Before I knew it, I was a performing arts drop-out and a month from being another indifferent graduate of the school of business. What happened? I over analyzed every incoming external influence telling me to cash out before I lost big, that’s what happened. That, stirred together with my own doubts and insecurities as a dancer. I didn’t want to start over at a new university, but I also couldn’t stay enrolled in the Ballet 101 classes that I took when I was three years old.

I had  become the one thing that I had almost forgotten I’d sworn not to be, Miss play-it-safe.  Sure, I’d find a job. That job would pay well enough for me to live as comfortably as I always have. People would see me as “successful”, but I wouldn’t stop thinking, “Is this it?”. I would eventually become that forty-year-old woman still bragging about how many pirouettes she could do twenty years ago while shamefully dodging conversation about her soul draining day job.

So, back to my “about me” page. Obviously, even five years since I have laced a pointe shoe, I am still coming to terms with “dancer” no longer being my main identifier. While I still have strong emotions associated with that time in my life, l do not regret the way everything panned out. I’ll tell you why. Then you can forget that I ever wrote anything so comically disappointing and go back to envisioning me in my underwear.

You see, had I not experienced this loss, I wouldn’t be here writing this. That’s right, I am tying this into writing, because that wasn’t predictable at all. The fact of it all, is that I could have made a career out of dance, but then I would have never known the dispassionate alternative that I experienced for several years after stepping out of that studio for the last time.

It is my strong belief that I would have eventually become complacent and dropped my dancing career out of pure inability to truly appreciate my love for it. I have been writing again for almost a year now, and because of this, I have the appreciation for writing that I never knew how to have for dance. And now I know what it is like to lose it.

So, while I no longer see dance in my future, what I do see in my future is a passion that is equally as important to me in a different way. Think of it in terms of relationships. You love and you lose. Those losses teach you to appreciate love for what it is. You then find love again in places that you never expected. You become enthralled again when you thought you never would. This time, you know to hold on to it. You know not to abandon it or take it for granted. And you won’t.

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Becca Cord is a twenty-something year old southern ballerina turned humor writer and video editor. Having lived in Louisiana her entire life, she is now perusing her travel dreams while starting her own free-lance Web Marketing business and organizing a nation wide blogging event, Blogger Interactive. She believes one of her callings is making people laugh, and she intends to do so. You can find Becca on her personal blog, Facebook page, or Twitter @becca25tofly.

Posted on December 11, 2012, in How I Knew, Humor, Inspirational and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 321 Comments.

  1. Sorry for such a late response – I’m catching up on Freshly Pressed emails I’ve neglected to read for the past year. In a way, I’m glad I read this one right now, as it resonates with me more now than it would have a year ago.

    My whole life, as long as I can remember back, I played video games. Obsessively, every day I could, sometimes eight-hour stretches at a time. Talked about them, wrote about them, watched others play them. The love continued through primary school and high school, and into university studying computer game applications development in Dundee, Scotland.

    Partway through my second year I also joined an amateur dramatics society at the uni, initially to support a friend, then as a stand-in for a minor character who was taken ill. I’ve been there three years and about seven productions (depending how you count). I’ve been Alice’s White Rabbit, Prince Sigfried, Romeo, Alan Rickman(!), and narrated the Dundee Nativity live on radio.

    It turned out programming games was much tougher than I expected, and by my final year I was down to playing games for a couple of hours a week at best – even observing them felt too much like work. I dropped out two weeks before my final submissions were due. Now I don’t play for months at a time. On the rare occasions I do end up playing, at a party for instance, I enjoy it, but whenever I think about putting one on myself, it simply doesn’t appeal.

    Last week I made the decision to leave the dramatics group too. It’s not the same reason though – I know I still love the people and the activities deep down but it feels like stasis, the same thing over again. Particularly in the run up to our most recent performance, I started resenting being there, if only because I felt I could do other things with my time instead, have some novel and different experiences. Even if I don’t end up having any better experiences, I’d rather see what’s new.

    And don’t get me started on relationships. =P

    Anyway, it’s all good. I have a stable office job, but the hours are comfortable and the pay is good and I quite enjoy the workload. And I’m not playing it safe – I’m already applying for a Masters degree course in writing practice for next summer, though it’s not to self-identify as a writer. At least, I hope not.

    I thought it was just a teenage thing to look for an identity, but it’s something everyone looks for at times, it seems. But you said it perfectly, in terms of passion and identity and self-development and more:

    “You love and you lose. Those losses teach you to appreciate love for what it is. You then find love again in places that you never expected. You become enthralled again when you thought you never would. This time, you know to hold on to it. You know not to abandon it or take it for granted. And you won’t.”

    This. So much, this. Thanks for sharing, and sorry for the elongated rambling.
    Adam

    PS: Also love the Snoopy picture – a Banksy, or inspired by Banksy?

  2. I suffered from dance-loss my whole life. I have been a ballet dancer since I was 8 years old, but I also suffer from epilepsy. Let’s face it, not matter how good I ever was, no one hires and epileptic ballerina. But learned things about the intricacies of ballet that others who had constant control over their bodies did not, and it lead me to being a ballet teacher instead. You don’t need to hang up the tutu…as I always told my students, there are lots of ways to be a ballerina.

    • Wow! Go you! That’s really true, and I do plan to one day explore teaching. I may lose my flexibility or my ability to do a flawless fouette, but I will never lose my knowledge of technique!

  3. frompinteresttopanache

    Thank you for this. I too suffer from the loss of dance–mine was due to an injury. Best of luck to you!

  4. Wow! I can relate to this as a fellow former dancer who had to hang up the tutu for the more “practical” things in life. The problem is I started love affairs with one art form after another and by the time I graduated college (with a degree in Fine Arts and Art History) it was time to start that practical career.

    I did the corporate thing for a while, and struggled to figure out why I was so miserable. After looking over about ten years worth of journals that focused on “finding my calling”, I decided it was time to stop ignoring/suppressing the inevitable.

    A couple of weeks ago, I went through my old work, created an online portfolio, FB page, blog, finished an unfinished body of work, and am about to launch an Etsy store. I recently reconnected with my old ballet instructor and am even thinking about dropping in for a few classes (yes, I know how painful it will be).

    So, thank you for this post. It is well written, honest, from the heart…truth. I hope that you find your truth. I know you will have the courage to live it.

  5. I’m only 18, and all I want to do is perform; sing, dance act. It’s my dream to be on the West End, though I know how difficult that it. I am aware of how difficult it is, and that it’s not “secure” and so my parents keep telling me too, but when you know you HAVE to do something, you shouldn’t care about those things. It’s not a case of me wanting it, I need it, it’s just who I am, and without it, I wouldn’t be me.

  6. Ah… I can relate to every emotion! I, too, am/was a dancer… forced to make a decision to quit before my heart was really ready to. And all these years later, I still struggle with how I identify with myself. Thanks for sharing! Great writing. Fun read!

  7. This app won’t allow me to comment on your page about the ‘paying it forward’ gesture. I just wanted to say that was one of the coolest things I’ve read in quite some time. How awesome!

  8. I’ve left this page up in my browser for four days.
    It’s a subject that’s close to my heart as well. I still want to be a great bass player, and leader of a very interesting ensemble. I’ve been blogging about being a leader, and about the challenge–both day-to-day and “larger”–of running a small performing group. I’m not sure what I’m trying to say by commenting here, except to express my appreciation for making me think again about how to respond to the things one feels committed to, whether they are dance or writing.
    I resonate with @workspousestry ‘s comments, too.
    Bravo for exploring your feelings around the things you are, and are no longer, devoted to. And how those things do or do not define “you.” Very passionate stuff. Thanks!

    • I have never been so astounded and grateful for the responses to this post. Thank you. I am so happy that you and so many other have related in such a huge way. All passions in our lives, no matter how big or small, are important and need to be mourned when lost. Best of luck Jacque.

  9. I can definitely relate – I was a figure skater for ten years, to the point where it defined every day of my life from 5 in the morning to 11 at night. Then life happened, I couldn’t continue skating, I had to make choices regarding college, and after I quit, I just couldn’t bring myself to go skating for the next 8 or 9 years. I think I went once with friends and it was just too painful. I recently started skating again – recreationally this time – and it’s still super frustrating, but I’m getting there. One thing I’ve discovered is that through all these years, I missed moving my body more than anything, and starting Zumba has really helped with that. I completely understand your point about the choice effectively being a blessing in disguise, it was for me as well. As of late, however, I’ve started focusing on how much the skating experience has shaped me as a person and how much it’s taught me, and it’s been really comforting, actually, to analyze how these lessons are applied to my everyday life now without me even thinking about it, really. How I persevere, how I withstand pain, how I keep trying, how I can still hear my coach going “again! again!” – thinking about how much of my life has been shaped by skating forever (hopefully!) has really helped me realize how fortunate I’ve been to have had the experience in the first place.

    Great post!

    • Wow, thank you for telling me your experience. I definitely went through the things you mentioned. Isn’t that amazing? As much as it was painful to get over the loss of that part of my life, I can always be proud that it had a hand in molding me.

  10. Becca, this rocks. Congrats on bein’ FP’d.
    I completely get what you’re talking about. What you described is the exact same experience I had, only with music.

    This part right here…
    “I would have never known the dispassionate alternative that I experienced for several years after stepping out of that studio”
    …is exactly how I felt. All of us can relate to it too.

    We need opposites in order to define our experiences. There has to be a *hot* in order to be able to define *cold*. Love/Hate — whatever dichotomy you choose — there needs to be one in order to gain understanding of the other.

    Great post. Glad that you carry the experience with you. It definitely sounds like a “life-defining” one.

    • Adam, that is exactly right. Exactly what I was getting at. So glad you enjoyed it. I can only hope it awakens something, anything relatable in every person who reads it. And if not, I will settle for it just making people think! Thanks for your words.

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  12. Congrats for freshly pressed!!! Nice start for your new journey! Wish you all the luck!
    My tu tu had being put away for many years now and omg I so much relate to everything you talked. I was so up side down that for a number of years I got into ignoring dance and anything related, denying the reality I needed to be involved in any kind of artistic field. Mind you, I got a job in the corporative world. Finally, after realizing my body kept screaming for a plié but could not do much more than that any more, I am into Ashtanga yoga to fill that gap.And I am food blogger now, which I am loving. Cooking, taking pictures, writing, quite a choreography for every post!
    You’re so talented and so young, all life ahead of you!

    • Thank you so much for saying that. I avoided dance and anything related to it for the longest time. I would go out with friends who loved to dance with no shame. They would beg me to go out on the floor saying things like, “why don’t you want to dance, you were a DANCER for god’s sake!”. I couldn’t figure out why for the longest time, but I know it is because I was trying to move on and I didn’t want that reminder. I am glad that you found another outlet that could get you moving. I am considering looking into Pilates. I would like to study to become an instructor on the side.

  13. Great read! I too, like some of the previous commenters, once lived life on the other side of the “stage”. It is not easy transitioning to a life of meetings and trying to motivate people to increase their work output to “above coherent”. Especially when old friends call from some far off locale that I have not seen in years.

    The good thing though, is that I gave it a good go. I also know that there can be other roles to take part in within my chosen art form. I just need to sort out what that entails.

    Oh yeah! Congratulations on reaching the Holy Grail of blogging!

    • Thank you so very much! I am glad you could relate. I love your about page by the way. It is to the point and exactly what blogging is all about.

      • Thanks!

        I created my blog with surfing in mind so I try to keep it related to that. It has kind of pigeon-holed me though. Some days I want to rant about work, Honey Boo-Boo, or something wacky I saw and these subjects wouldn’t fit in the overall spirit. Which is great for your blog because you have more avenues of expression. I am thinking about creating a second blog that will not subject readers to my surf stories and the best way to fend off a narwhal attack.

        I am now following your blog so I am expecting to get a lot of inspiration! No pressure!

        • I think that giving your blog the freedom to develop posts with a range of subject topics is a good idea. That is similar to how I designed my blog. I will warn you though now that you are following me, that I don’t normally write “inspirational” posts. Unless you think girls wearing men’s underwear and talking about cat poop is inspirational. I write humor! Either way, I am glad we came across each other.

          P.S. Don’t ever mention Honey Boo Boo to me again ;).

  14. Hi Becca,
    Congratulations for being freshly pressed! Well done! Your article remind my years of Ballet…but it’s now far behind me… Heheheheh

    If you want to check out my blog…

    http://sustainableandfashionable.wordpress.com

    Cheers,
    Ana

  15. Live the life you love and love the life you live. And live it with all your heart. Thanks a bunch.

  16. Dance is art and writing is art, so maybe what you’re doing now is the same thing, just in a different way. And if you’re excited about the thing you’re doing, that’s maybe just as important as what the thing is. Thanks for a great post!!

  17. Dude! You got freshly pressed! That’s so awesome! This is a great post. BTW, your ‘about’ page should include a disclaimer that YOU’RE NOT A NATURAL REDHEAD!! Sorry, that was obnoxious…

  18. Hello. I think we have met before on the blogosphere. If you would like to guest post on my blog then please do. David. http://www.5thingstodotoday.com

  19. Goodness me, I meant to write a comment the other day when I read your FP’d (congrats) blog but the tumble weed that is my mind blew through. Now the Friday thing gave me a heads up. Loved the post and read almost all of your comments and replies – not something I often do.

    I wrote a blog a couple of months ago “It Takes Allsorts” about my daughter giving up dance just like you so your post really resonated with me as a mother.

    Oddly I keep getting hits on it – not because of the mastery of my writing or even the sentiment but because I included a photo of ‘licorice allsort’ costumes and it’s coming up Christmas. Not quite the same really but I guess we have to take what we’re given.

    Well done again.

    • The internet works funny like that sometimes! Thank you for the compliment and for taking the time to read not only the original post but all of the comments as well. That’s no easy feat! I will check out the post you mentioned that you wrote. I hope you have a wonderful holiday season.

  20. I love people who make me laugh. You must care a lot about people if you like to make them laugh. When I was growing up in New York, I took up all kind of dancing…ballet, jazz, modern, I wanted to be a dancer, but never stuck around enough to learn really well. Then we moved to India and I fell in love with Bharat Natyam, the Indian classical dance. I studied it for 5 years and even got to perform in stages in New Delhi. I wasn’t professional of course, I just enjoyed it. The important thing is to enjoy something and do it with a passion. You are very good at writing and expressing yourself. I am your new follower from Sicily!

    • Whoa, that’s pretty badass. I have never heard of that, but then again I have never moved to India. You are right about what you said. I enjoy making people laugh because I DO care. A great bit. I like to see people happy. Thank you for giving your two cents here.

  21. It was really hard to read this, but very well written. I don’t like to be reminded of my regrets of quitting most of the arts I studied for many years. One of them was dance as well as music and fine arts. I can say that I was never that good, but studied all forms of dance for many years, was a dance teacher for about 12 of the those years and a perfomer as well with a dance troup at one time. I studied pastel portrait art from an atist I admired many years ago, was quite proficient and have not had time for anything I was passionate about for almost 30 years of my life due to working for a living because I was too scared to try and become an artist, even for a while. I liked eating at the time and I think I was too lazy because my artwork took more concentration and passion then my desk job just doing what I was told. God bless!

    • Life and passions are tough struggles that take time and risks to figure out. but I believe it will always be worth it in some way. I appreciate your comment and that you took time to relate to this. Thanks.

  22. I takes guts to give up something we identify with as being who we are. In 2003 I pretty much quit playing music. I finished a little tour and hung up my bass and decided I was going to really toss myself in to my day job. The music crept back in though when I started writing songs for myself about six or seven years later. These days I am studying jazz for myself and back to playing bass. You may not dance again as a pro but that dancer in you will always be there.

    I’m still working my day job and discovering that I like to write.

    • I think you are right. It will always be there as a part of who I am and will continue to influence what I do. I am glad you revisited your music and have found what seems to be a good balance of it all Ernie. Thanks for sharing your experience.

  23. Good luck finding your future. I waited until I was 47 to drop out of doing something I never really liked to seek out what I do enjoy. Of course, waiting until you have 1 child in college and another in high school, a large child support payment, house payment, car payments…well, my parents think I am CRAZY. Maybe I am but I’ve been at more peace without a job than I was the last several years with a job. I’ll see if I still feel that way if I wind up living in a cardboard box under a bridge.

    • I am a firm believer in the “it’s never too late” adage, but it can make things more difficult to achieve depending on where you are in your life when you decide to go for something risky. I commend you! Thanks for reading and taking the time to tell me your story.

  24. Dreams are often at their strongest in the memory after we have just woke up. Staring at a ceiling running through last nights dream can asks us two questions.
    1.Get up and make coffee…or
    2. Get up and make it happen!!!

    Love the article…Keep The Faith..

  25. Finding out what is truly important for us often means giving up on some early dream or fantasy. Very interesting post.

  26. Ah so proud of you! This post is wonderful, and I’m so glad that you wrote it in such a heartfelt, honest way. Many congrats, Becca!

    • Carley, thank you. I remember back to my first week or two of blogging when I was cluelessly perusing FP posts and came across your post like it was yesterday. Isn’t it funny how things evolve in such a short time? You have inspired me a LOT from the beginning. I will forever be grateful for that.

      PS: You aren’t here as often as you were. Why?!

  27. I take adult ballet classes. Although I was never identified as a dancer, I never gave up the dream of one day being one.

    • I have a feeling that one day I will take class again when I find the right studio. Just for fun. I dance all of the time when I am home alone, but that is completely different from the atmosphere of a full bar and center ballet class.

  28. I used to be a ballerina too! I’m a figure skater now. I admire your passion. :)

  29. Just wanted to stop by again to say congrats on being Freshly Pressed … and glad I saw this post before it was. :)

  30. Hey! What are you doing reading my diary? LOL

  31. ahh…my dear….there were so many of us JUST LIKE YOU…only it was in the dark ages before we could bemoan publicly and share the grief!

    In the dark ages we simply hung up the toe shoes and went on with life, wearing our hair in a bun on a job interview I was told I “looked like an out of work ballerina” (Tres drol, huh???)

    When you adapt that dancer’s discipline in the work world others look at you like you are a fanatic. They do not understand the drive necessary to be a great dancer….. many folks do not hone their careers like an artist must hone their dance skills.

    Good luck with the rest of your life….hope you find something that burns a fire in your belly like dance….for many of us that never happened and each intersection with dancing brings forth a flutter to my feet and an ache in my heart that NO one understands.

    • You speak the truth. I find myself lucky to have experienced it once let alone twice. My only hope is that everyone can find a drive for something in life. It could be collecting seashells or walking dogs, but if it enthralls you then you are doing something right, no? Thanks for taking the time to read and engage in the conversation.

  32. as a former dancer who quit largely due to eating disorders, i spent years coming to terms with losing a thing that i’d loved so much, that had been such a part of my identity. and yet, i, too, have found new passions, new ways to express myself and experience life and BE, and i learned so much from my tumultuous relationship with dance – there are so many mistakes that i won’t make again. it’s amazing to be in a place where you can look back on such a profound sense of loss and bitterness and STILL feel whole and healed – it’s almost unbelievable – and yet it can happen! your final paragraph here struck a familiar, yet deeply refreshing chord, and i’m happy to hear that you’ve come to terms with where you are in life and are doing well. best of luck to you!!

    • Now I find myself really relating to you. I would describe my relationship with dance as tumultuous as well. That is perfect. While it was the love of my life for so many years, it also had its flaws. The eating issues and competitiveness of it left scars for me too. When your passion consumes you in a negative way, it is a sign that you need to take a step back. I enjoyed reading your feedback. Thank you!

  33. I can relate, too. Thank you so much for saying what you did. I always considered myself a language person. I traveled, studied languages, and met people all over the world. Then I went into academia, got my PhD–but no job. Now I’m in a cubicle. However, I’m constantly navigating with languages in my sights. I blog about languages, I do languages over Skype, I find the foreign-language speakers at my work. I find I can still identify with “the language guy.”

    Do not lose yourself, if I may be so bold to say so. Do marketing, but need to become “a marketer.” Be “a dancer” but not necessarily how a teenager imagines being a dancer. Lead others to dancing through your love of dance.

    Now that you are getting older, you can play a part in your community. Maybe there are kids in your town who need a dance teacher–someone who can teach them to dance and to *love* dance. An elderly woman in my church used to take teenagers to ballets because they all loved dance. Maybe there are elderly people who want to have a young person bring dance to them in a retirement home. Dance would surely help people at your work be more broad-minded–and I’m sure there are some who are thinking about it right now.

    I’ve found that all this talent we’ve been given can best be used not for our own ego but for serving others. Languages used to be all about me learning. Now I’m learning how to teach them and how to help others learn them. I also learn a little along the way :)

    Best of luck!

    • Loving language, how interesting. I am glad that you are holding on to your passion and really going out of your way to find ways to exorcise it via Skype and your blog. Thanks for relating. I think there is definitely a way to tie my marketing and business expertise into dancing one day. The amazing thing is that at my age, and with the right drive I can go anywhere with my ideas. Thank you for reading.

  34. I feel so similar with my passion for cooking. I chose business school because it was safe and reliable. I’m glad that I can have a blog as an outlet for my passion.

  35. A lot of people seem to have been inspired. Congratulations for that. Add one more now :) . One thing that I was afraid of, before I quit my job was – Will I lose my passion once I start doing it full-time? Well, it looks like the opposite of it is true.

    One more thing – People don’t understand that lack of money to indulge/waste could also become a strong motivator and push one to do better than what they think they are capable of. Priceless, don’t you think :)

    • Fantastically put comment! Lack of funds can definitely push you. I would also worry about losing the passion if I HAD to write, but then again I think it would be such a dream come true that I would only love it more. Thank you for the congratulation! It is greatly appreciated.

  36. I can totally relate. I have never been a dancer and have joked that I didn’t go to college dances because I was “overly-Caucasian” so I can’t dance. My identity was music. But I can totally relate and understand where you’re coming from.

    • I think a lot of people who have had a passion within the realm of the arts can relate to this whether your passion is painting, dancing, music, acting, or you name it. These are all things that it is considered difficult to really “make it” doing. I think that is where a lot of people get discouraged. Thanks for reading and leaving feedback.

  37. Merry Insouciant

    Great piece, Becca. I look forward to reading more your stuff. Good luck with your future!

  38. La Becca, that is so true. If you’ve never known a loss, you don’t know what real love is. And those are the things that make us better as human beings.

    And the way we deal with it is what makes us into great bloggers. Xxx

  39. Great post! Sometimes our passion just shifts, I suppose. I’ve been there for sure. I loved the way this was written, well done. Congrats on being Freshly Pressed!

  40. Hey, Becca – first off, congratulations on the FP. Very nicely written post. I had a remarkably similar experience except with an acting program. In some ways I’m envious, though, because I lacked the awareness to realize the program was awful. I just thought I suddenly hated acting.

    Also, of course, there were those years I wore a tutu, but that’s a very different story…

    • Thank you for the congratulations. It means a lot coming from you. I was hesitant to admit that the program sucked, because I was afraid of coming off as conceded and braggy, but if it looks like a dud and smells like a dud, then it is a dud.

      I wouldn’t mind a man in tutu, but then again I think your face makes me biased. I’ve got to stop this…

  41. Becca,
    New to your post. Great insight, to gain something sometimes you have to lose or leave it. I am glad you have discovered again your writing voice. I have some similar experiences in my journey but mine is film not dance.

  42. I love The Peanuts, so the pic drew me to your post…lovely refreshing….

  43. Great read and kudos on being Freshly Pressed! :=)

  44. I understand having to put dance second on so many levels, this is such a relatable experience. The dancer life was my life too, until I was too injured to continue to dance and perform in a professional setting anymore. I teach and own my studio now, but I’m now able to enjoy so much more than dance. I’m a business woman, I’m a spokesperson, I’m an entrepreneur, and tireless self promoter on top of my life in dance. I’ve discovered so much about myself and my determination, I truly appreciated this blog post and understand where you come from with the “dancer identity”. Best of luck in your future adventures!
    http://www.elitedansestudio.com

    • I still have dreams of teaching again one day later on. I always taught and choreographed on top of performing. I may not ever be able to perform to the degree that I did before, but teaching would be rewarding. Thank you for relating, commenting, and wishing a stranger some luck :).

  45. Hey Becca,

    Soo I’m new to WordPress and I don’t even know how I got to your blog (gotta check my history) but I love it. It gives me a light feeling. Like airy and floating kind of. lol. My blog is about growth and self-development and helping people, mostly young-adults, through the experience of coming into their own – while I do the same. A “you’re not alone” theme. However! && my vision I love it. I do. But I feel like its too serious! Or maybe I’m too serious. Like I’m in that stage of my life, where figuring it out is just a really serious task and I feel consumed by it. That’s how reading only some of your posts and about me made me feel. Because you have said somethings that give me ideas to write about, but you don’t make it seem so rigid. Can you tell me how I can lighten up the atmosphere??

    my blog is – allthatshieloved.wordpress.com if you wanna go by and read somethings.

    Thanks so much! <3 Samm

    • I am glad I could give you ideas and inspire you. That is not something to take lightly and I appreciate your feedback! It has taken me a while to really hone the flow of my voice and to accomplish a balanced way of writing that incorporates humor and seriousness. You will find your voice, but you have to keep writing. Write every day, even if it isn’t a full on blog post. Working on your grammar and spelling while you are doing this is a good idea as well. I wish you much luck in your new blog!

  46. Hey.. i was in a similar situation a few years back when I too felt like I had ‘sold out’ and taken the easy way out.. (in other words, enrolled for a Business Course).. After 3 years of a mind-numbing job, I fought tooth and nail for a transfer abroad.. Now I’m in Johanesburg, SA and its only been a month here.. but I can already feel myself re-energized..Being out of your comfort zone really pushes one to introspect and take stock of things.

    I hope you will continue writing.. brilliant post!

  47. Congratulations on being FP’d! ;-)

  48. Becca,
    I’ll say it again, you’re the shit.
    Congrats! Well deserved! Awesome post!
    Red

  49. Oh my God… you are like my long lost twin! This is basically my story of life – only in addition to ballet, I was also known as ‘the photographer’. Knowing I probably wouldn’t get into the Royal Ballet Company, I went to art school for photography instead of the National Ballet School – later to transfer to business. I used to love dance so much that even as a recreational student, I trained 5-8 hours a day, 6 days a week in high school. University meant having to take breaks by months’ times, and training was limited to less than 5 hours per week! But one of my teachers gave me some advice that I’ve taken with me…

    “Your passion doesn’t necessarily have to be your career. Become a neurosurgeon, and you’ll still have plenty of time to ride horses.”

    Even though the world would be wonderful if you could feed yourself doing what you love, unfortunately reality is that for most of us, it’s just not gonna happen. Life isn’t fair, and compromises have to be made. But that doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy your passion as a hobby! I may not be able to pirouette anymore, but to me, I’d rather have the “safety net” and security of knowing I can afford my next meal.

    P.S. I will never sing in public either! =p I am notorious for not singing (even Happy Birthday).

    • I believe in having a safety net as well, and I like that quote, but I also think that there is something profoundly rewarding about making your passion your means of living. It’s like the mac daddy of success. Thanks for the comment! I hope you stick around!

  50. This is a really great post, Becca. I often struggle with the balance between seriousness/sincerity and humor when it comes to writing, and this post gives me hope that you can have it all.

    I’m so glad you’re able to appreciate your passion for writing, even if the road that led you here was winding.

    Thanks for sharing this – seriously.

    • Jules, YOU of all people can definitely have it all. I mean, just look at your comment. It’s perfect. It says it all. It’s you and it’s sweet. Thank you Jules. Now can I have my sheets please?

  51. I hung up my tutu quite a number of years ago too! It is difficult when you identify yourself as something and then through your decision or the fate of the universe that “thing” is no longer you anymore.

    But that is the great thing about the world we are lucky enough to live in – you have the power and ability to recreate yourself many times over. We are free to discover who we are and become the person we want to be! Lucky us :)

    Congrats on being freshly pressed!

    • Right? You speak the truth ma’am. We are blessed to be able to recreate ourselves repeatedly if we need or want to. I believe finding ourselves is a never ending process. I believe we will always be changing a little bit. But that is what makes life so fun!

      Thanks so much!

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  53. My life hasn’t gone according to my plans either. And during transition I was worried about the outcomes of my new path as well. But now that I have crossed it, I feel that things couldn’thave been better. Congratulations on being Freshly Pressed.

  54. Becca, just newly joined the WP community and getting ready to launch my own. Well done on your post and achieving the FP award. Knowing nothing but what you’ve just written about yourself, I see you as a woman who has honored her self – you honored your recognition the available coursework would not get you where you wanted to go. You took what appears to be the compromise and yet? You’ve found another passion and a commitment you will fiercely defend from within and without – and you’ve held out the lamp for others! It doesn’t get better than that – well the FP helps! Well done, Becca!

  55. Becca, did you ever think of becoming a comedian? You like being funny and like to write. You can combine both.

  56. Well written and thought provoking! I give you the credit for not giving up and giving it your all. Great job

  57. Congrats on the FP! You deserve it. This is a great post. I wrote about something similar recently. Some regret abut not going forward with my creative writing concentration for the sake of something more “stable.” But like you, I see it now as all part of the journey. I love where I am now and the love for writing continues!

  58. Girlfriend!!!!!!! freshly Pressed!!!! I love it! And you thought you couldn’t be thought provoking! OMG I am so excited for you right now!!!!!!!!!!!!

  59. I think most people have been where you are. I identified as a gymnast for a long time … so long, in fact, that I took it upon myself to learn the new USAG Level 5 floor routine before I turned 30. Just so you know, that includes back handsprings, something that I hadn’t done since I was 24 years old … and before I had children. I think I needed it, though, because it’s now out of my system – I no longer pine for the days of chalk and springy floors.

    On a related note, particularly as it relates to your dream of becoming a write, an article on the benefits of gymnastics for children was the first article that I ever sold to a magazine. One love fueled the other, and I now have a legitimate career as a journalist. Aside from bragging on myself on your blog (comment-jacker!), the point is that even if you don’t identify yourself as a dancer anymore, your knowledge of and passion for the art can be a good segue into fulfilling your dream of writing for both fun AND profit.

    Good luck! This was a lovely post!

    • Your comment is MUCH appreciated. I am going for gold (the fun AN profit). It gives me great hope to hear stories like yours. I am so happy for you that one of your loves could lead you to the next. Brag away!

      • With that permission slip … :-)

        I sold my article to a local parenting magazine. Free magazine, nominal fee, and real experience that’s suitable for a resume. If you have anything in your area (most do – Google “[your town] + parenting magazine”), check their editorial calendar, find out when they’re doing their after-school activities issue, and pitch them an article. If you need help, drop me a line and I’d be happy to walk you through it!

        • Interesting. Thank for the tip. But why a parenting magazine if I don’t write anything I think would be relevant in there? I say this because this post is out of my norm. I mainly write humor.

          • Because they’re the easiest way to break into print media. I don’t write about parenting issues (aside from some of the events concerning my offspring) on my blog either, but my print articles are travel and lifestyle pieces … or anything else someone hires me to write. Then again, there are other ways to break into print media, like writing a super-funny blog with hundreds or thousands of followers!

          • You flatterer you! I will definitely have to look into that. Thanks again!

  60. Becca your post could have been written (in a much less eloquent way) by my human! She was a dancer and due to an injury decided to play it safe and get a ‘real’ job. We both love your post…Do you by any chance sing to cats? I’d love to hear you sing! =^.^=

    • Aw! I got two of you at once. That makes me damn happy.

      I don’t know which is worse, feeling like you physically can’t dance anymore, or just giving up on it for practicality. I am so glad y’all related to this. It was healing to write it.

      I don’t sing to my cats, but I do involve them in my blog OFTEN. You can see me interact with them a bit in this video here.

  61. Really love this post. I totally relate as I’m trying to pan out my future. I, too love dance, though have not done it seriously in years. It is like losing a part of yourself. I really appreciated your insight. Thanks!

    • Man, there are so many closet dancers in the WordPress neighborhood! Who knew! Thanks for reading and never stop searching for your next calling. It will all be worth it I believe.

  62. I am funny..in person. I can’t seem to convey that on my blog though.. Congrats on being Freshly pressed. :)

    • Thanks! I am sort of the opposite sometimes. I find it easier to find the exact jokes I want in my writing. In conversation it can be more difficult with the pressure to respond immediately. That’s difficult to master, so good for you! Thanks again!

  63. YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You don’t have to comment – I’m just excited that you’re “FP” – you are so awesome ~

  64. I,too,write my posts (generally) with humor. Every now and then people take me seriously…

    • Do you find it more challenging to be serious than to write comically?

      • No, because my little brain has been raised not to take things seriously. My mom loved everyone and everything and nothing was ever a problem, even my brother who was born deaf, blind, and severely developmentally delayed, and he later developed schizophrenia. Learning to just accept everything from her, I have lived my life that way. I could easily write serious stuff, but that is no “fun”!

  65. I am, among many other things, a hula dancer. I came to this art form later in life. It frees my body to express the yearnings of my soul in satisfying fluidity. It’s about the passion, Becca, not so much about how you express it. You’ll never lose that passion because it’s who you are. And you’ll be thrilled and surprised by its infinite forms of expressing! xoM

  66. Beautifully written, and love the street art. I’m 25, going through similar experiences, and ipso facto, love your blog. Great job.

  67. You’re still 20 something? Go dance! Move to New York and dance.

  68. Awesome blog :D your very creative.

  69. Becca, I know what it’s like to be an arts major gone business-y, as well. I graduated almost 3 years ago from college with a degree in music (opera and muscial theatre) and theatre. I had auditioned for several professional companies but no one seemed to take to me. So I got my real estate license and I take part in community theatre. My passion for the art isn’t gone, but I agree with you whole heartedly as a fellow blogger that the passion for writing, for wanting so badly to reach across the world to people who feel the same way is fulfilling and addictive. I have been blogging for a mere 8 months and I have been so touched by the handful of people who I have never met before who read what I feel has to be said or I’ll burst. You’re a great blogger. Congratulations on making Freshly Pressed.

    • More people have had a similar experience here than I thought, and I am elated that it is reaching people. I believe that if you have the artistic side in you, the need to be creative will never go away. We may not always get paid to do what we love, but I refuse to let that stop me from doing it. Thank you SO much.

  70. Beautifully expressed and likely a sentiment shared by most GenX-ers / GenY-ers reading. Congrats on getting FP! :)

  71. Great post doll! I was a dancer too – and I keep wanting to join classes again (as painful as it was, I miss dancing on my toes too! ^.^), but as you felt about your college classes, it’s hard to find somewhere that will challenge you; that will be up to the level you know you’re at.

    So I might try something new/different for a while. I did pole dancing for a while in college – super fun. Think I might go for it again :) (If you wanted an idea of a fun new dance style to try!)

    • Jillian! Thank you! I had no idea! That is incredible. No wonder we get along ;). I looked for somewhere to start taking classes again a while back (just for fun), and I could never find a good class that wasn’t super easy or filled with high school students. I just didn’t feel right.

      I haven’t done pole dancing (though it does look hella fun), but I have considered taking up Pilates and maybe even becoming certified to instruct down the road. We will see! Trying new things is always an adventure and oh so worth it, whether you stick with it or not.

  72. I am also a former dancer. I now call myself a flutist, but dancer is still an important identifier for me (at least inside my head). And surely your dance training and the seriousness you had towards it will pay off!

  73. Beautiful post. You ARE good at this.
    It’s wonderful that, at your age, you already realize how important it is to take some risks (healthy, constructive risks) to prevent regret later on.
    I just turned 39, and believe me, I know.

  74. It’s not what you do in public that defines you. It’s what you do privately. Acclaim always fades. People come and go from you life. Jobs change. But privately, what you give and what you take from life, that defines you. Becca, I have great hope for you. Remember, don’t allow the world to define “great things.” The world is usually wrong. Define them for yourself and you will have a life of all joy. HF

  75. This post was beautiful and touching. “So, while I no longer see dance in my future, what I do see in my future is a passion that is equally as important to me in a different way.” I have found different passions in each new chapter of my life, and am so grateful I have been open to it even when I was still trying to hang on to the last chapter. Thank you for sharing!

    • Thank YOU for sharing. Very cool of you ma’am. I am so glad everyone seems to be able to relate to my post. Ah humanity. We are all so beautifully interconnected by our experiences.

  76. Bravo Becca! Love the humor, but this really touched me. Nice job and congrats! What a week you’re having… my God, you will be floating for all of January too I think. ;-)

    • You are right about that ma’am! My happy is through the roof!

    • Oh, oh… I forgot to ask you: What is the count down (at the bottom) for? I hate to sound um, stupid, but I don’t get it. And the ninjas: subscribers? I also wanted to say (now that I’ve started another comment box, ugh), that you are way ahead of the “game,” in some respects. Figuring out when to to move on and find a new passion is hard. I am pursing my writing twenty+ years after I should have. I’ve spent 23 years raising kids, loving that, but wishing I was writing… feh. My “tutu” finally fell apart. So good for you, as hard as I know it is to move beyond something that important. Clearly, you are in the right place; the stars seemed aligned. If the Mayans don’t snatch it all away. ;-)

      • Those silly Mayans… pshhh. The count down initially started as a count down to a goal date of when I hoped to move away from Louisiana. A lot has evolved since the beginning of this blog though. Thanks for mentioning it, because I believe a post addressing those goals, how they have changed, and how the blog has changed is in order. I had almost forgotten all about it. Funny how that happens, huh?

        You are all ninjas to me. Each one of you is stealthy and has nun chucks. Just go with it.

  77. And another piece of the Becca character falls into place.

    Well done, even when you’re serious, you’re still funny. You’re everything I like to pretend to be as a writer.

  78. Wow! This is fast b/c I’m about to go to work – but you are full of SURPRISES ~ and I think you will always be a dancer, you might not be an active dancer at the moment but it’s part of who you are. You are quite an amazing red-head and I’m honored to be following your blog and getting to know you. Keep moving forward….and maybe you’ll dance, differently, in the future. And writing is pretty freakin’ awesome, as you now know….

    • Hell yeah it is! I am glad I could successfully pull off the surprise-I-can-be-serious-too! post. I appreciate you not only as a reader and fellow blogger/writer, but also as the very unique person that you are :).

      • We both fuckin’ RULE! I was going to respond to your COF post – because I have had similar experiences and it’s easy to say STAND UP FOR YOURSELF but it’s got consequences that can be ugly and a lot of other crap … it is completely horrible that we have to take that crap from others and that when we stand up for ourselves we are then the target of uglier crap and vulnerable in some areas. We don’t have to take it – but we need to figure out a safe way to get past it so that we don’t end up taking the brunt of the fallout. Fucking people and their sexist manner…and the society that fosters it.

  79. In a good reflection such as yours, anyone can find something they can relate to and something helpful … and cheers to your sharing!

  80. Kudos!
    Great post, I really enjoyed as I can relate to it, no I was not a dancer (I would have loved to) but I’m currently doing something that has nothing to do with my degree, deep inside I’m still frustrated, but life goes on.

    • Thanks! There is always time Leo. If you really want to figure out where you belong you will. One thing is certain, here is one of those places you belong. And probably on the Movember committee next year ;).

  81. I still don’t know what I am, was, will be. And get this: I’ve never danced in my life. So I’m real jealous. Thanks for sharing!

  82. Becca, cutie…talk to me. I was a dancer for so many years. One of those that worked a full-time job and then another 20-25 hours per week dancing “on the side.” This was as “professional” as it would ever get. Then, I did become part of a “professional” dance company, but didn’t get paid. Yeah, whatever, right? You can love dance a lot, but it’s really really really hard to dance professionally and be able to make a living at it. If I had a child who wanted to dance, I probably would discourage it. That sounds awful, huh? There is nothing wrong being practical and paying your bills. Still, I held on to my dream for decades and, I did dance, but it was truly for the passion of it. No money. So, anyway, I hope this gives you some perspective. Whatever you do, you will excel at it. I can tell this about you.

    • That means a lot to me, what you said there at the end. Thanks Amy. How did I never know this about you?! That is incredible. I bet we could reminisce for hours if we ever got together. I think the best route is to find a balance between practical and dreaming, if its possible.

      • Becca, we could reminisce! Dance is so bonding. I’m glad I kept my dream alive as long as I could. The only drawback, it prevented me from taking off in other areas, other areas that may have been better for me in the long run. But, that’s hindsight! You will soar!!

  83. Yes. This…THIS is a post that I can really relate to. And I heard from a little blue birdie that the Freshly Pressed gods smiled upon you, am I right? If so, congrats, that is so exciting! :D Back to my original comment, the posts that I always fall in love with the most are the ones where a humorous writer finds it within himself or herself to truly dig down deep and come up with an emotional and heartfelt post that allows the readers to understand the writer a little better.

    I was a dancer of a different sort. My mom wanted to make sure I didn’t miss out on anything so while I was taking Polynesian dancing, I was also taking karate as a small child. This led to a dual path as I grew up where I would switch between earning my black belt in Tae Kwon Do and studying different martial arts to performing Tahitian dancing at shows and falling in love with salsa as well as bellydancing.

    This means I can seduce the pants off of you and then kick your ass when I see fit. Quite handy, I must say. I can’t seem to stay on the freaking topic but my main point is, I love where you are now because it’s so interesting and I truly think that your dancing experience has led to more fruitful writing. By the way, your last paragraph…? –> MONEY.

  84. Becca, you do serious pretty darn well. I don’t think you’ll ever be that forty-year-old woman bragging about your pirouettes. You have a story to tell forever about how you were a beautiful dancer. Not many people can say that. You know what it’s like to be passionate about something. People go their entire lives without having the slightest clue what that even means.
    I’m glad you found writing. Glad for you, and for all of us too.

    Btw, now when I dream of you it will be as a confectionery delight in pointe shoes ;)

  85. Becca,
    Really great post. You can do serious just as well as funny, and you are real fucking good with the funny. Freshly Pressed material, no doubt.

    • You are so psychic! Look out WordPress, I am taking over and bringing my posse with me! Thank you. It means a lot to me when other amazingly funny people think I am funny.

  86. For a girl who doesn’t do serious, you shine with this reflective, bittersweet piece of writing. I’m so pleased for you – and for us – that you’re finding passion in writing. May the love affair be rich and enduring.

  87. Fantastic post, Becca. I double majored in theatre and English, thinking theatre was going to be THE passion of my life (even though writing was around long before). And what do you know–performing fell by the wayside and writing took its rightful place. Sounds like your experience in dance was very valuable and eventually led you to find your voice. On another note, I’m pretty sure your adoring audience wouldn’t be opposed to a few more tutu photos ;)

  88. I love it when humor bloggers throw a curveball at us and drop a serious post. Your regular posts are great, but I hope someday you can look back at this particular one and see it as a landmark in your writing. One where you started to become more confident in your voice and style, because my god, I am terrified of the amazingness a super swagger Becca could create.

    (Oh and I know it isn’t “official” yet, but CONGRATULATIONS on you know what!)

    • Timmer,
      Damn right, buddy, on all accounts… Up to the you know what…
      Le Clown

    • Aw Tim! I just love you. Thank you for saying that. I think trying new things is the key to improving any skill/hobby/passion. Challenging ourselves only helps us excel.

      And thanks for the congrats on the other thing too! Hehe. Yep, I typed out a giggle sound. Now, off to hone my swagger.

  89. This is an awesome, touching post. One that I understand all too well. As uncomfortable as these things can be, the end result to me is always what the universe intended for us. :)

  90. There are always people I meet who tell me they love their job and you have to do something you are passionate about. I agree with that sentiment for the most part.

    I often used to think about how ideal it would be if writing were my full time job. But apart from writing, there aren’t too many other creative outlets that interest me. If my passion became my job, then my only other outlet would be Law and Order:SVU marathons.

    I’ve made my peace with settling for a job that I enjoy but is not necessarily my passion. It makes writing something I look forward, and not a deadline I need to beat.

    I guess what I’m trying to say here is that life some way somehow works out the way it is supposed to.

    If all else fails, you could always become a Bollywood back up dancer. Tons of pretty costumes.

  91. My philosophy in life has always been ‘Everything happens for a reason’. We might not always see the reason right away, but it’s always there eventually. You have found yours. Really good post.

  92. I don’t believe for one second that you are the twenty-something gal you say you are. You are far, far too wise. ;) xxoo

  93. Wow! This is quite an insight. You’re right, blogging like dancing is just another medium and one you are able to say you’re accomplished at… JERK… haha no seriously I took dance classes in college. (mostly for the hot chicks.) Musical theatre dance, Modern and jazz. I can dance. little known fact.

  94. Becca, you are truly amazing. Many people would forever whine and lament that they couldn’t pursue their dream. It is refreshing to read that you didn’t close your eyes but opened them to something waiting for you on the other side of the disappointment. You are definitely on your way – writing, joke-telling, social marketing, queen of the long john – I wish you much success and happiness.

  95. Love this for its honesty and strength. Passion has sprung again and you are sucking the marrow of life! I absolutely love it!

  96. Holy crap! You did a great job being serious and inspiring Becca!
    Now you can add versatile to your writing resume!
    Really great post; interesting how we never know what our decisions will lead us to but it’s somehow so clear looking back. You ARE inspiring!

  97. This post made me sad but also happy. I’ve had that moment too, where I realized that the dream I had really wasn’t going to pan out the way I wanted, and I had to look at everything differently. Big props for transforming your outlook and passion into something else—Booty Bump!

  98. Great work, Becca. And great work for staying strong and always pursuing happiness.

    I always think like this before I do something: when I’m laying on my death-bed, will I look back at this and think: good job or will I hate myself for doing it.

    You’re a passionate person in a world filled with office-nobodies and gold-chasers. You’re surrounded by great like-minded people (the greatest being me, of course :P) that will support you endlessly.

    For what it’s worth: I know you will get where you want to be, as long as you’ll never lose this passion.

  99. Looks like you were a great dessert. Oops. “Are” Was that outfit buttercream or whipped cream? Looks like butter cream.

    When you finished typing this post, did you hesitate to click Publish?

  100. I’m glad you are able to find something you love, I’m still looking for my own passion! I start an MBA next month but I have a feeling I’m.not.going.to.find.it.there. :)

  101. Absolutely greatly written and inspiring. Not sure if that’s a correct sentence, but it works fine in my head at the moment haha.

    I’ve been the opposite. I used to play it safe and studied and worked. But the only things that I could identify myself with was my art and my love for music/dance (and baking!)…but the many voices surrounding me were telling me I had to study hard, because otherwise you can’t make it in life. Well, this back-fired, because even with all the knowledge I felt useless. So I made the switch and became an illustrator :)

    As soon as you’ve grasped something that made you feel complete, it’s hard to let go and it’s very hard to settle for less. But why would you? It’s your life right? I love the way you write and I’m glad you’re sharing your stories with us. Dance with your words please!

    Loved this post!! Oh oh and it’s snowing on your blog :) How fun!

  102. Very good post Becca.
    It’s always good when you can look back fondly on something you had to give up. It’s really then that you can move on to even better things! I like reading what you write anyway! ;)

  103. My oldest is a dancer, with eyes on turning professional. Luckily I live in a city that has many places to employ creative people. I wish her luck and worry about her future at the same time. But you have to take a chance.

    • Yes, you do. If she falls off the stage, she can always get back up, but if she gets pinned in a cubicle somewhere she might not ever get out.

      That didn’t make too much sense, but I hope you can get the gist of what I mean. I have surpassed my sensible comment quota for the day already.

  104. Great post (again). I find that a formative experience that we’ve identified with in our lives for so long can be hard to let go of. But it’s a feeling we’ve created, not necessarily a one-time circumstance or situation. It’s like finding love in unexpected places: we are not in love with the same “kind” of person or same demographic, we have opened ourselves to an experience and suddenly are having it in unforeseen circumstances.
    Your passion for writing is apparent, funny or otherwise. I hope it’s showing you the parts you got to experience through dance, and giving you the self-expression that is so valuable to our well-being.

  105. I know it’s trite, but I truly believe that we always are exactly where we’re supposed to be.

  106. This was very inspiring. I dropped out of college altogether, but still ended up alright. I’m now an office geek anyway…but that’s okay, because I’m much cooler on the WordPress anyway. I’m happy to have found it, and you…and I’m so happy that your displaced passion has a chance to rub off on all of us.

  107. I think it’s beautiful to acknowledge your history as a dancer. It was such an integral part of your life. But there are seasons for everything. And from the short time I’ve been reading you, I can attest that you’ve definitely found your RHYTHM as a writer. By the way, love the photo of you in the tutu. Told ya you were a PYT!

    • Thank you very much! I too believe in reasons for everything, even when the universe tries to tell me otherwise. I am really glad we “met” up. Takes a PYT to know one.

  108. Oh man, I want to high five the crap out of you right now.

    I was a loser when I was younger. I had a really hard time making friends, I was awkward, chubby, and weird. Basically, I was always an outsider looking in. For many years I felt bitter and resentful that I didn’t have an “easy life” like the popular and pretty girls.

    During this time I developed the wonderful coping mechanism that is humor. It got me through life when nothing else could. I also spent a lot of time alone which meant lots of reading and writing and creating a world in my own head.

    This gave me the gift of writing the way that dance gave it to you. I’d never trade that for anything in this world, and I hope you wouldn’t either. The blogosphere is a better place because of you.

  109. I can absolutely identify with this. For most of my life I could identify myself as pianist. Even when I stopped, it was still my default mode. And then things changed and… I kept coming back to that. And I started wondering what my identity actually was.
    Now I’m back to playing (not classical anymore, but in a band) and it feels better, but it’s been of huge concern to me that I have let it define me that much.

    • Yes, exactly. It is a scary moment when you realize you don’t know what makes you YOU anymore. I am glad that you got back into the musical avenue. Writing isn’t the same as leaping across a stage in my tutu, but this blog IS a stage, and I am still creating art. In my mind at least :).

  110. Becca,
    This is Freshly Pressed material: honest, earnest, inspirational.
    Le Clown

  111. I’m glad you’re at peace with the decision you made. Nothing is worse than having regrets.

  112. Despite the Snoopy picture being one of the saddest things I’ve ever seen, you ended a great post on a high note.
    Keep chasing your passions!

    Now if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go chase mine…

  113. No matter what path you pursue, Becca, you’ll do so with courage and that special quality only you have. This is the best post you’ve ever written because it sprang from your wonderful heart.
    Good work.
    And for what it’s worth, I get it.
    I GET YOU.

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