This was such an exciting week for me! I rekindled a long lost love – dancing. As you may have read in my previous posts, I have decided to learn three new skills each year that are totally unrelated to my profession. This week I started on my first one.
I have learned classical Indian dance as a child and young adult. It came so naturally to me. I hated exercise but when it came to dancing I could go hours without even realizing how much time had passed. Then life happened. I had an accident and could not even walk for 6 months. Forget dancing. By the time I truly recovered, I was out of India. So I never really picked up the hobby where I left it off.
Fast forward to today – more than a decade has passed since I danced as a regular hobby. I realized I am so out of touch that I have lost almost all the grace that I once took pride in. I cannot move my body the way I used to. I have become more conscious of my movements than I ever was.
The thought of joining dance classes in the US was no stranger to me. But every time I thought about it, I was held back by a fear. The fear that what I would create is not going to look as beautiful as it used to. I kept on making excuses of time and money to avoid facing my fear.
Yet I could never let go of the desire. Guess what came to my mind the moment I started brainstorming about my 3 new skills? Yes, dancing!
It was not until earlier this month that I finally decided no matter how bad my dancing may look, I cannot wait any longer. If I don’t do it now, when will I ever get to it? And what’s the point of postponing your happiness?
Since then everything just seemed to fall in place serendipitously. I met a friend who shared how much she loves her new dance class. Then I happened to meet her dance instructor at a party. The freestyle dance she teaches seemed like the perfect first step for me.
The final straw was this incredible, inspiring video which I came across on Facebook. That was it! I asked myself, “Will I regret not pursuing this when I am on my deathbed?” The answer was loud and clear. Within a week I was off to my first dance class.
I tell you it was the best decision I have made in a long time! I was thrilled to be with people who shared the same interest. I could not stop feeling the joy as I moved on the floor. It was an awakening of my soul which was hiding this piece of me somewhere deep inside.
My dance was not spectacular but my experience certainly was! This is the beginning of what I hope to be a lifelong hobby.
What are you hiding within yourself? What will you regret not doing?
Don’t wait for that to come to you. Pursue it with all your heart. There is never a wrong time to do the right thing.