learn bellydancing

Tonight’s class was great and it went sooo fast, unlike previous classes that seemed like they’d never end. I did pretty good tonight and I am starting to feel more hopeful about the whole thing. I love the cane dance (my sis calls it the pole dance) and I can’t wait to learn the dance to Misirlou.

not huge progress, but an improvement no less. I have done six classess and a new session is starting this coming Monday. I have acquired a large mirror via freecycle and hung it in the spare room (yoga/meditation/sewing and now bellydancing room!) and I try to practice what I can remember. I had a dream last night that I was performing with a troupe but still at my current skill level and totally panicked… it was like my grade seven highland dance competition all over again. Shudder!

I did this before and didn’t suck then (2002) but now I started again and it feels totally different—it’s not coming as easily as it did the first time. It’s not on my “I’ve done this” list because I never mastered it; I just took a few sessions of beginner’s classes but I caught on to it and was having fun. This time though, it’s not coming naturally and I can’t seem to make my body do what theirs are doing. I look so awkward in the mirror I want to cry and go home. The veil is not my friend… and now my sister says they’ve brought canes into the mix (I did not attend the last two classes and haven’t decided if I’m going to go back at all)