Dusty camera, forgotten tap shoes and lost paint set

Is there something you use to like to do, but you are not doing anymore?  Maybe it’s painting, photography, sculpting, even hiking or just walking in the park.  I started losing my passion, years ago. I use to love to dance. When I  was two years old, my mother took me to ballet lessons. As I got older, my uncle who was a dance instructor, taught me the twist.

My father’s family, especially my aunt and father have always loved to dance.  When I was growing up, my grandmother lived with us. In the evening, she would pour 1/2 of a glass of red wine and 1/2 water.  Soon she would be dancing to the music, then I, my sister and brother would join in.  It was fun dancing with my grandmother.

She would put her hands up in the air and twirl around, this way and that way.  The music would be loud and we would all be clapping and dancing. As I got older into my early teens, I would go dancing with my aunt.  We would usually go to a fair,  where they would have live music. I remember one night they had a tribute band, that played the Bee Gees music.

Here I was 14 years old, dancing to disco music with my aunt. We were dancing the same dance steps, as in the “Saturday Night Fever” movie.  What a fun night we shared.  As I got a little older, I would sneak out at night to go to dance clubs.  Nothing bad happened to me, but I did learn a lot of dance moves.

I got into break dancing for a while and even was able to moonwalk like Michael Jackson.  After that, I stopped dancing for about 10 years. When I moved to Hollywood, I started to go out dancing again.  I have always wanted to be a dance choreographer. I feel so free on the dance floor, I loved it.  Sometimes, I would go dancing on Friday night and Saturday night.

One year, I went to Sarasota Florida on vacation.  I decided to go to a night club one night, to dance. I start dancing, as I turn around, there are about 5 girls dancing around “Doogie Howser!” Neil Patrick Harris is  dancing, right next to me!  That was a fun night to remember.  While living in Hollywood, I would occasionally, drive into Mexico.

The Mexico border, was about a two-hour drive. Some weekends, I would go with friends to Tijuana Mexico, so we could dance. The main strip had about 30 clubs, across from each other.  We would dance until 4 a.m., then go outside to find a street grill, that was serving bacon wrapped hotdogs. Spending weekends, in Mexico was a lot of fun.

A few years later, I moved to Northern California. As I got settled into my new place, I forgot about dancing. I have not been to a night club for a long time.  It amazes me that something we clearly love, can one day disappear, like it never happened. A wise woman once told me, “if there is something you like to do and you stop doing it, you could be depressed.”

Recently, I have found my love for dancing again. I love Zumba!   I love the dances, the music, everything.   If there is something you use to like to do and haven’t done it in a while, now is the time do it. So, go and find your dusty camera, forgotten tap shoes and lost paint set, it is waiting for you.

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7 thoughts on “Dusty camera, forgotten tap shoes and lost paint set

  1. Pingback: Have you lost your passion? Take one step at a time, to get it back. | Whatever it is, it's not so bad…

  2. Thank you, friend. When I became ill in February 2014, my life as I knew it stopped. Over these many months, I’ve had to learn a new “normal”, and I’m finding it quite difficult going to some very dark places inside my head. Before February 2014, I had a real lust for life, and passionate about many things. Sadly, all my passions have seemed to disappear. Thank you for allowing me the opportunity to share this with you tonight.

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    • Thank you for sharing your experience with me.  I am sorry you had to go through a difficult time.  Seven years ago, things were different for me, but times have changed.  I was always on the go… Now, not so much.  I am trying to find the things, that I used to be passionate about… They are slowly coming back, but in different ways. 

      As my mother would say, “you need to take baby steps.”  If you try and think about the thing that you felt passionate about, then try and do it for 3 minutes one day, next day for 5  minutes, next day 7 minutes. etc. That’s a start, your brain will start a new pattern and look forward to it the next time. 

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  3. That’s a terrific blog, and so right on. Writing is what I always loved to do. Didn’t matter WHAT I was writing as long as I was writing. So I guess I’m in good shape! (Well, at least passion wise. Lord knows I could use some help in some OTHER shapely departments! :D)

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    • Thank you. I am glad you liked it. I feel the same way about writing. There are a lot of things that I write, that I don’t post. It just feels good to be writing.

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  4. I’ve been dancing since I was a just a wee one. Though my dancing was mainly in my home, (except for the dance classes and recitals). The few times I went to clubs to dance, it was great fun, and it didn’t matter if I had a partner or not, I just danced. Now, I’m doing jazzercise to keep fit, and I have new music in my dance mix, along with the oldies but goodies. It’s an extension of my love of music! I’m glad you found your way back to the wonders of movement 🙂

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