Change scares me. I am truly a creature of habit: I thrive in a comfortable setting, a place where I know the people and the ins and outs of every day life. I live for the organization of my planner and gain a sense of accomplishment when I cross out the color-coded plans for the day. I’ve never been as spontaneous as I’d like to be, probably because I like to be prepared.For the past thirteen years, I have devoted myself to dance. Whether it was for an upcoming concert, a competition, a pep rally, or for fun, I spent hours in the studio working to improve my technique and master routines. Dance allows me to move freely and rhythmically, within the boundaries of choreography and specific counts. I find comfort in knowing my body should be in a certain position at a certain point in time. As soon as I am asked to dance improve, however, my movement becomes less fluid and free. I am ironically inhibited by freedom in dance, or change.When I am confronted with change, whether in life or dance class, I transform from outgoing to reserved, and confident to subdued. I think my love for security and realization that change is necessary for my personal growth binds me to dance: I am able to simultaneously move with precision and push my limits, little by little breaking out of my comfort zone.
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