Musings

Happening again, the want of that constant beating companion,
Playing the melody upon which my emotions sit,
Precariously balanced yet deeply felt;
Fluttering spontaneity collides with sincerity and warmth
Creating a heady mist of flutters, thoughts and wishes that one may well be too afraid to name.

A twinkle or a dozing cresent moon creating the glow of contentment and happiness that you desire in your reality.
Shared experiences, treasures of time; time to dance, delve and delight.
Sights higher and so far away, yet it is all too apparent from down here.
Sat alone in a whirlwind of murmurs, thoughts dashing through the corridors of a labrinth-like headspace.

To see but to know that you are seen differently
To feel but what is felt?
Torturing one self in a maze of wonderment only then to meet the cold, hard slap of reality.
Desperate to find a way out..
Yet I want to stay and not lose everything.

Reporting for duty...

Kimberley reporting for duty...no idea about the whys, whats or wherefores but figured I may discover something new and unexpected by this seemingly unusual (and I must admit, likely daunting) form of self expression...

A contemporary dancer and dance teacher - dance is my beginning and my end with an intricately interwoven and wonderful journey of diversity, excitement and opportunity for everything inbetween.

What will happen, where will it all lead? I have no idea, but let's embark and see what happens...

Sending Christmas sparkles and smiles out into the ether...