I don’t know anything about ballet, but I enjoy watching it and respect dancers highly. I enjoy going to the theater in my going to the theater clothes and sitting in that dark, cold room hypnotized by beautiful bodies and their superhuman athleticism. Sometimes it can be overwhelming. Sometimes I leave during intermission.
I started taking ballet classes and it helped so much with flexibility and movement. I jump around so much on stage and I feel like my balance has improved, I feel more stretched out. The classical piano music gets my brain to instantly unwind. It's hard, but rewarding. And you get to wear cute outfits.
Recently went to the NYC ballet and it was fantastic. Nothing better than doing an Old Person Activity. If I’m the youngest person in the room, I know I’m in for a banger. We should all be doing more activities where they send you a physical ticket in the mail.
there’s just nothing like it. it makes all the difference when you can see the physical evidence of the creative and physical challenges of dance— muscles rippling beneath minimal costumes, sweat collecting on the high points of the faces, every expression live and true and experienced alongside the audience. i love dance. so many performers—theme park performers, tv commercial actors, stunt performers, fight choreographers—either get their start as or continue to work as professional dancers. it’s also sad to me that live dance is reduced to an audience falling asleep halfway through a ballet or glancing around bemusedly at modern dancers waving scarves and undulating. there is literally something for everyone.
there are also ways to see live dance on a budget— the largest performing arts group at my university is an all-level dance group that puts on a show every semester for free, the Joyce Theater has a subscription that allows you to get $10 tickets, and in the city you may be lucky enough to stumble across a street dancer.
go watch somebody dance!!!!
What a resource… At any given time I will have several Wiki tabs open. At the moment, I’m reading articles on Boethius, POSIWID, Counting Cards and the Cornball Express (Roller Coaster). Admittedly, I have never donated a dime to this site.
And forgiving. As soon as you recognize that you’re in the wrong, regardless of if you feel sorry, apologize. And as soon as a hatchet is surrendered, bury it. It doesn’t have to be perfect. Ask for mercy, ask for grace. Seventy times seven. Remember how much you’ve been forgiven. Make it right with your friend, with your enemy, with yourself, with God.