"It is a mircale if you can find true friends, and it is a miracle if you have enough food to eat.
And it's a miracle if you get to spend your days and evenings doing whatever it is you like to do.
And the holiday season - like all the other seasons - is a good time not only to tell stories of miracles, but to think about the miracles in your own life,
In the past five days, I have taught 15 dance classes and choreographed a contemporary solo for one of my dancers for the upcoming competition season.
In-between all that, I've been lucky enough to meet up with friends and spend time with my family. It's amazing to walk into a room and know wholeheartedly that the people in it have your back, one hundred per cent, even if you're not in the same town.
I've had multiple requests about when I'll be back to teach/choreograph/work/visit etc., and I'm a definite "maybe" in the new year. There is an incredible opportunity in the spring that I'm hoping to make a special vist back for - stay tuned!
Hope you are enjoying your time surrounded by loved ones, nibbling on something sweet and playing some charming music. Take it all in - the holidays only come once a year!
You know those Lululemon bags that everyone uses for lunches and shopping with the mantra on them? I feel like I have gotten so used to seeing them that I actually forgot the words on the side. In particular, based on the actions from the past few weeks, this one has really stuck out to me:
"Friends are more important than money".
So simple, yet, why is this so hard for some to get their heads around?
At the end of the day, it's not the stuff we surround yourself with, the perfect apartment, the perfect diet food, etc. It's the people who warm the home, pick up the pieces and come spend a holiday with you.
With Easter weekend, many university students are away from their families, especially if they are from out of the province. This is the part of our lives in which we're starting to host, celebrate and attend these sentimental events that we grew up with - but perhaps not at home, and with new family.
My roomies and I had the honour to host a few ladies for this weekend, with everyone bringing something to contribute, setting the table, using matching silverware and enjoying the day. True, it wasn't Mom's homemade feast, but for students, it was pretty darn lovely. As we are finishing and entering upon our final (or close to) years of school, it is becoming more and more apparent that we are no longer students, but rather young adults living a city life.
I'm so excited for the future and not scared anymore. We can do this. True, I'm turning into my mother and using her swear words while cooking, but it's comforting at the same time. This is a huge mountain on the journey of life, and I'm so lucky to have good friends to support me and take the trip with me.
Here's a wicked video from Marie Claire magazine about their special for hosting holidays. I definitely took a note or too from this and am planning the same for this year's Thanksgiving celebrations!
