écouter, écouter!!!

My ballet teacher has had some truly awesome teachers himself and he does the best imitations… apparently there was a French teacher who hollered “écouter, écouter!” when they were off the music.

Ballet class revelation!  Don’t you just love it when a light bulb goes on above your head and ta-da! So here is my latest… I have a background in music so why have I been challenged with musicality in ballet class??? Because when I’m learning something new, my brain switches into laser focus mode and I concentrate on the physicality of the movement that I’m trying to learn. My brain begins to translate what I see into geometric shapes and mathematical concepts of force, torque, and balance. That’s my brain on data… it’s almost impossible for me to switch it into monkey-see-monkey-do mode, in fact, I may not have one of those! Sometimes, I swear to you, I don’t even hear the music, I see the dimensions of geometry. That’s fairly fast but doesn’t mean that I can mimic the movement, I’m still just a scientist, not an athlete of god! Once the mathematic sequencing makes sense then I can count through the exercise. But guess what, guess what!!! Last week, I heard the music! I heard the music and danced to it. There is life beyond counting to 8! Now I still can’t do it to everything because if I don’t know the step or there are challenging bits to the exercise or combination, then I’m back to counting, but knowing that the music is there just waiting for me is an enormous relief and a delicious beckoning… come listen, come hear, come dance!

A Good Man & A Dead Bug

Carboy:  Get up and step away from the couch.

Me -> gets up and takes 2 steps

Carboy:  Whatever you do, don’t turn around. Just tell me about your Manu marker.

Me: Do you want to touch it?

Carboy: Not really, the glow has sort of gone out of it.

Me: Not for me. I still look at it all the time.

Carboy -> throwing away some crumpled up newspaper: Okay, you may resume.

Me:  Was it a very big bug?

Carboy: No. There was no bug.

Me: Are you very sure it’s dead?

Carboy: Very dead.

Me: Thank you. You’re a good man.

Carboy: I know.