I'm so happy to have meet you in all this last process and to know how happy this makes you, that worth all the sacrifice and effort to let go and built something you believe in 🌻🫂🌞. On this crazy hectic world this is what we all need.
It is a hard and bumpy road but so rewarding! I am so happy to find my way back to my passion. Reflecting on what I have already been through gave me a strength to move forward and having your support will make me unstoppable. Thank you! 🙏🏻 💕
Fantastic read! It's funny how much we live IN our bodies... especially for us overly intellectualized, overly thoughtful, almost overly creative people! Your writing reminded me of my experience re-discovering beach volleyball here. What a beautiful city we found ourselves in.
Thank you, Brian! :) I believe movement of any kind is a wonderful way to connect back to our bodies and it is much needed, especially for the ones often staying in their minds. :) Glad to hear you are on a similar journey with beach volleyball, and yes, I cannot be grateful enough to live here!
What an amazing story. I'm so grateful to have found your Substack, as someone who has recently started dancing again after decades—it feels like a coming home of sorts. I'm inspired by your words, Nóra!
Oh, thank you, Kaitlyn! I am so happy to hear you are sharing a similar journey, finding your way back to something you enjoy! I hope that my words could help you feel maybe a bit less alone in this road: it is the very reason I started my Substack. :) Welcome home, wishing you a lot of joy in dancing 🤗
First, I was smiling that you were being unabashed here:
"But I adored being in the spotlight. Being seen as special and talented, celebrated by the audience — something I longed for, but never truly got in my family and personal life, as I later realized.
...We were the real deal, and finally everyone could see it, right?!"
You were beaming with pride.
Second, I felt the what could have been, the alternate timeline, the shudawudacuda (should-have-would-have-could-have) in here:
"Nothing could have stopped me, if only I‘ve had faith in myself... Mine was no different."
"Mine was no different" hits me but in a different aspect.
Finally, a sort of redemption:
"To set free the inner fire that was kept under control for years, but finally finding its way to burn in me again. I didn’t only get back into dancing. I got myself back. Or rather… met myself for the first time."
This part I can most relate right now. Not with exactly with dancing but other things and I can imagine the feeling is similar.
Cue in Coldplay's iAAM.
Thank you for being open/vulnerable and sharing this aspect of you.
Could the dancing part of you, be what you would call your önazonos? Not sure about this word as I only stumbled upon it recently.
P.S. Thank you for using the photo I took. Will try to make a less blurry one next time.
Thank you, Roy, for the insightful comment and sharing your experiences! I believe being this honest and vulnerable is the only way to go if we crave more open and authentic conversations! I am glad to hear that you can personally relate to some parts of the piece, and I am wishing you a lot of strength, bravery and a hint of luck to move forward. It is never easy, right? :) And you are absolutely right, önazonos is the translation of the word authentic! ;)
Ps: The photo is perfect the way it is. It shows what was important in that very moment. Thanks for taking it!
I admire your journey, your bravery. Pretty inspiring. I am glad you have decided to transform yourself, your mindset, went for it as this beautiful, honest woman you are.❤️
Thank you dear! It was indeed the best decision of my life so far! 💕And I am glad I could be some kind of inspiration: can’t wait to meet you on the bachata dancefloor! 😉
in my case it wasn’t parents but solely my own doubt that sabotaged becoming. still does. and you are the nemesis of that voice.
i am grateful that you keep sharing your story and with it your healing powers with as many as you can
I'm so happy to have meet you in all this last process and to know how happy this makes you, that worth all the sacrifice and effort to let go and built something you believe in 🌻🫂🌞. On this crazy hectic world this is what we all need.
Cami 🌻
It is a hard and bumpy road but so rewarding! I am so happy to find my way back to my passion. Reflecting on what I have already been through gave me a strength to move forward and having your support will make me unstoppable. Thank you! 🙏🏻 💕
Fantastic read! It's funny how much we live IN our bodies... especially for us overly intellectualized, overly thoughtful, almost overly creative people! Your writing reminded me of my experience re-discovering beach volleyball here. What a beautiful city we found ourselves in.
Thank you, Brian! :) I believe movement of any kind is a wonderful way to connect back to our bodies and it is much needed, especially for the ones often staying in their minds. :) Glad to hear you are on a similar journey with beach volleyball, and yes, I cannot be grateful enough to live here!
What an amazing story. I'm so grateful to have found your Substack, as someone who has recently started dancing again after decades—it feels like a coming home of sorts. I'm inspired by your words, Nóra!
Oh, thank you, Kaitlyn! I am so happy to hear you are sharing a similar journey, finding your way back to something you enjoy! I hope that my words could help you feel maybe a bit less alone in this road: it is the very reason I started my Substack. :) Welcome home, wishing you a lot of joy in dancing 🤗
So many parts of this piece that I like.
First, I was smiling that you were being unabashed here:
"But I adored being in the spotlight. Being seen as special and talented, celebrated by the audience — something I longed for, but never truly got in my family and personal life, as I later realized.
...We were the real deal, and finally everyone could see it, right?!"
You were beaming with pride.
Second, I felt the what could have been, the alternate timeline, the shudawudacuda (should-have-would-have-could-have) in here:
"Nothing could have stopped me, if only I‘ve had faith in myself... Mine was no different."
"Mine was no different" hits me but in a different aspect.
Finally, a sort of redemption:
"To set free the inner fire that was kept under control for years, but finally finding its way to burn in me again. I didn’t only get back into dancing. I got myself back. Or rather… met myself for the first time."
This part I can most relate right now. Not with exactly with dancing but other things and I can imagine the feeling is similar.
Cue in Coldplay's iAAM.
Thank you for being open/vulnerable and sharing this aspect of you.
Could the dancing part of you, be what you would call your önazonos? Not sure about this word as I only stumbled upon it recently.
P.S. Thank you for using the photo I took. Will try to make a less blurry one next time.
Thank you, Roy, for the insightful comment and sharing your experiences! I believe being this honest and vulnerable is the only way to go if we crave more open and authentic conversations! I am glad to hear that you can personally relate to some parts of the piece, and I am wishing you a lot of strength, bravery and a hint of luck to move forward. It is never easy, right? :) And you are absolutely right, önazonos is the translation of the word authentic! ;)
Ps: The photo is perfect the way it is. It shows what was important in that very moment. Thanks for taking it!
I admire your journey, your bravery. Pretty inspiring. I am glad you have decided to transform yourself, your mindset, went for it as this beautiful, honest woman you are.❤️
Thank you dear! It was indeed the best decision of my life so far! 💕And I am glad I could be some kind of inspiration: can’t wait to meet you on the bachata dancefloor! 😉
I am watching too and cannot be more proud. My rising dancer 💙❤️😘
My mentor and inspiration! 💕Cannot wait to see all the positive change you’ll bring to this world very soon! 🤗