Dance Lesson

 

 

 I'm going back in time

 

 

with 

 

my music choices

 

and

 

feeling the rapid beat of my heart

 

while I prepare

 

a blog post just for 

 

you.

 

But you are no longer here.

 

I am alone. 

 

Oh, forgive me

 

 the two of you 

 

who still come every time without fail

 

when I post 

 

to 

 

leave me a comment-

 

thank you 

 

for always joining me

 

in a 

 

pas de deux 

 

between friends.

 

But I've learned to dance alone.

 

It's a hard lesson to learn that people 

 

come and go 

 

in your life.

 

Some make a conscientious choice to leave you

 

others have no choice 

 

because

 

life changes their circumstances.

 

Therefore, 

 

I understand better now

 

that it's not anything I've done or said

 

but simply that 

 

people move on.

 

Sometimes the greatest performance is the one 

 

you dance by yourself

 

when you are able to tell yourself that you are 

 

stronger

more loved

and more capable

 than you ever thought possible.

 I will post here a few more times this year

to share my photos

 then my work will continue

on my 

Instagram page.

 

Don't forget: 

 

 

 

It Was a Perfect Day

the moment I received an email

to inform me 

that one of my many ambitions for the year

had come true.

I've been crowned the honor

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 of 

being published

as one of a few Instagrammers

in the summer 2019 issue

of

Bella Grace Magazine. 

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Copies will be available on the shelves

June 1st.

May your 

Perfect Day

bloom

with grateful praise.

For my dear friend P.W.


"...days that 

never end

always should remain." 
 

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Body Part

In the center of Antibes France

is 

a toy shop

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where wonderment still shines

through 

years-stained 

windows 

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and 

tear-stained eyes.

Hers 

was a face that time forgot

but 

I'll never forget 

Madame Langlais -

I'd frequent her shop 

to admire her collection of German toys

 until one day 

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She offered me a chair

we 

took a cup of tea 

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and we talked.

 

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She wept. She wept

 because 

she could 

see

someone listening. 

This was before the keypad

would 

become a new 

body part.

This was when 

you could 

hear 

someone else

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But now

it's the tip of our fingers

that listen

and rather than meet

at the windows

of 

our attention to the world 

we click the alphabet

to 

a new rhythm

to 

a new heartbeat


piloting a device

from which we pop in and out 

of

another person's important place.

But tell me.

If 

the day ever comes

when you finally 

talk

on the phone 

with 

a keypad friend

can you 

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My blog will now be Pinterest and Tumblr photo-free unless given permission directly from the owner of a photo.
All photos taken by me, Les Dames d'Abord on Instagram

Merci to Vicki Archer from French Essence for permission to use her quote in the epigram. This post was inspired by her piece, Communication Breakdown that you can read here. 

It Comes From

 nature

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the places I've been

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the places I'd like to explore

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and 

where I prefer to dwell.  

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But it comes mostly
 

from all of 

you.

With permission from Jade at White and Shabby Blog

 

That which shapes 

dreams

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White and Shabby

  

also 

animates with a beat of  


life

as the origin of the word suggests -

Inspiration: 

to breathe in, to inhale.

How ironic

that something that 

gives

also has the power to

Take 

My Breath Away.  

Thank you, Jade.