Fairspirit's Musings

Wow! It's been so long since I've been on LJ! So, what brings me back? Googling for Burlesque links of course!  I've decided that although I love belly dance, I want to expand my dance and explore burlesque dance. I think I may have actually found someone here in Vermont to teach me. Woo Hoo!!  After watching a video on YouTube, my thoughts are to fuse the two.  I will still continue to belly dance but I want to be able to express another side of myself that has been hidden from most people.  There is something to be said about burlesque. I've watched many videos of amazing dancers of all shapes and sizes. It is so similar to belly dance in many ways. I'm very excited to start on my journey!!

The sun is somewhere up in the sky today and although it is not totally bright, I see patches of the most beautiful blue peeking from behind fluffy pink tinged clouds. It is such a welcome sight after two weeks of grey, rainy days! Now if we could have just a little warmth, I'd be thrilled. I spoke to a man who is in Dubai on a business trip. He said that it had been sunny and warm that day. Right now that seems like heaven. I'm hoping to speak to him again soon.
My spirits are still pretty low. I'm not sure how much longer I can take of being out of work. I applied for unemployment yesterday and things still look bad. I just want to be able to go back and teach my students. I miss them very much.

What an amazing concert last night! Pias, one of my dance partners and I traveled down to Middlebury, about an hours drive, to see The Yuval Ron Ensemble featuring Najwa Gibran. What a voice! She sang an Aman Aman that was just amazing! (http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/yuval5)

I am still on such a high this morning! From the very first soulful notes of Lo Yira (http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/yuval5) to the very last, I was hooked. I could feel the music calling to me. I swayed in my seat, the music washing over me, transporting me to far away places. The music became my pulse rushing through my veins, urging my body to become one with it. By the end, I could no longer restrain myself. The band started playing a Debke song and encouraged people to get up and dance. To my astonishment, not one person moved! I had to dance and dance I did! Pias and I slid into the aisle and started dancing. Eyes shifted onto us, people smiled and whispered to each other and then, in a wild flurry, a group of college students jumped up and began dancing. My heart soared! When the music stopped, a roar of applause exploded from the audience! What a night!

After the concert, I was approached by some women. They complimented me on my dancing and wanted to know where I taught. Funny how the moments I doubt myself as a dancer, something happens like this to to reassure me. I think the nicest compliment I got was from the woman who asked me if I belly danced and when I replied that I did said "I thought so. You were the only one who knew how to dance to that music."

Here I sit, seven work days into the strike feeling frustrated with the lack of interest that the board seems to show towards the teachers. After last night, standing at the administration, waiting for answers, I feel that the end is no closer to being solved then before. The school board meets tonight so we shall see what comes of it. I worry about my students. Many will have to start again at ground zero. Perhaps tomorrow will bring good news. Until then, all I can do is wait.