Music is powerful. It is a tool that is used to express feelings that one cannot simply put into words. Music makes us cry, laugh, feel pain we didn’t know we had, and often times makes us think about the hurt someone caused that we’re still trying to forget. Imagine sitting on on the window pane drifting out into the open pastures while Mariah Carey is playing in the background. Are you thinking about a “Vision of Love?” Is it your “Dream lover” that is causing the “Breakdown” of your life crumbling in the shadows? If Mariah isn’t your cup of tea, then maybe it was Katy Perry’s “The One That Got Away.” It doesn’t matter if you’re sitting in the window pane, in the middle of the floor, or laying in your bed on a Saturday morning around 10 a.m. Music is essential and helps us in any situation. Music is uplifting. I guess Eminem was right when said, “That’s why they call it window pain.” The only thing that can make me forget about my sorrows is the opening rift in Hilary Duff’s “So Yesterday.”
Thanksgiving is only a few days away, and most of everyone here at Fontbonne has gone home for break. Only the few are left, including myself, but I will be driving back home this evening after dance practice for Griffin Girls. With the beginning of this holiday season, we are reminded of all that we have to be thankful for, and although Griffin Girls is preventing me from leaving for break sooner than later, it is the latest aspect of my life I am thankful for.
Dance was a part of my life for thirteen years, and upon entering college I decided for it not to be. That was a mistake. In the absence of dance I was able to realize all that is does for me. I consider dance to be my creative outlet. Everyone has one. My father’s is music, my sister’s art, but it is dance that allows me to put any frustration, happiness, or other emotion I feel somewhere, rather than holding it inside. Without dance my life seems like a mess, but with it I have a place to send anything I wish, and express how I feel. Today I am extremely thankful for the Griffin Girls dance team, all that they are and all they allow me to do. My family and others close to me will be coming to watch our performances this weekend, and I am grateful they are making the journey.
Griffin Girls at Griffinsanity
On a lighter note, I am thankful for tradition. Tomorrow I will me preparing my grandmother’s traditional holiday dessert: white pie! Many of you may not know what that is, but it is vanilla custard heaven in a pie! I’m sure next week I will be blogging more about its deliciousness and will try to include a picture. Happy Thanksgiving!
Until next week…