Life has really weird ways of surprising you.
At the end of senior year in high school, I was sure I was done with dance. Even throughout senior year, I was kind of getting tired of it. I had done dance team for the first three years at my high school, and switched to studio dance company senior year. It was a great way to stay fit, but I just wasn’t really excited about dance anymore.
I put away all of my dance clothes in the back of my closet over the summer because I was sure dance wasn’t going to happen in college.
And here I am, considering a dance minor.
First quarter of college came and went, and I was happily staying fit by going to the gym. But during the last week of fall quarter, auditions for a contemporary/jazz company happened, and I ended up going, just for kicks.
What I learned: I really missed dancing. The squeak of the studio floor, the blisters on my feet, the soreness of every single muscle the next day, all of it. Luckily, I ended up making the company, and before I knew it, I was registering for a dance class for winter quarter.
Now I’m taking Dance 302, which is an intermediate/advance ballet class (the most advance is 400 level). And since I’m required to take a certain amount of arts credits, I am now considering a dance minor, since it’s pretty easy to fulfill and I need the arts credits for general education requirements anyway.
Who knows what I’ll do with a dance minor? All I know is that I’ve reconnected with an old passion of mine, and I want to stay connected.
Have you ever stopped doing something you love? Have you ever considered reconnecting with it?