Today is my birthday AND National Tell a Fairytale Day! What a magnificent combination!
Thomas took this picture of me on one of our Fall 2015 Date Days – Bartley Ranch Loop, Reno, NV
I started the morning off with a divine hour long meditation. Thomas gave me a sweet hug after he woke up. Lillian gave me a wonderful card that she hand made. I received a beautiful birthday card and birthday money yesterday from Mom n Frank.
On the way back from dropping Thomas at school I heard Aerosmith’s “Walk This Way”, Duran Duran’s “Rio”, and then Stevie Nicks’,“Edge of Seventeen”. I was absolutely floating. Rio caused me to think of junior high school at Oaklawn Jr. High and the awesome friendships made there. Then that caused me to think of Ms. Eschete (I am not spelling her name correctly!), my homeroom teacher and also the drill team facilitator/sponsor.
Once upon a time there was a woman who never knew how to answer, “Which teacher most influenced you?” One day, which happened to be her 46th birthday, she was driving home from taking her son to school. She heard a song on the radio that reminded her of junior high school.
Immediately she was wrapped in a warm blanket of soft and fuzzy memories of her 7th grade teacher. The teacher who believed in her. That teacher who believed in an awkward, inexperienced, tall, and lanky teenage girl who tried out for the drill team …. and did a horrible job! Yet, that teacher still chose the young, inexperienced girl. It was the most wonderful experience for this teen who lacked a healthy self-image, who was unaware of her self-worth, and who had low self-esteem.
This teenage girl had wanted to be a dancer since being a young girl. She used to dream of being a “Solid Gold” dancer, or on “Soul Train”, and a Rockette, too! During that time she perfected her line kicking, with an imagination that had her standing in a line of fabulous Rockettes in New York City!
And, so, as time went by, she did not become a professional dancer. She did not even take dance classes. Yet when she reached her 46th birthday and heard this song that brought forth such wonderful memories; she realized that she IS a dancer. She just doesn’t dance in front of an audience. She becomes the music. She can feel it in her soul. She becomes one with the music. Nothing else exists in that moment. She said to herself, “I AM a dancer.” In that moment she sent forth gratitude for this amazing teacher for believing in her.
And, she lived happily ever after!!
Happy, Happy, Happy Birthday to Magnificent ME!! Oceans of love to all y’all magnificent beings! xoxo
My last walk around the lake as a 45 year old! Beautiful and Wonderful!
See It. Share It. BE IT … Spread Love Everywhere You Go!
Did you know I wrote a book? It’s titled “D iz for Different – One Woman’s Journey to Acceptance” and you can read more about it here.
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