Elite

Harsh. Desperate. Passionate. Physical. Relentless.Vulnerability. Embrace. Rejection. Death. Life. Rebirth. Sorrow. Agony. Laughter. Joy. Overflow. Uncontrolled. Freedom. Deliverance. Refuge. Revolution. Bondage. The essence of one's breath expressed through their body. This is dance to me. An unbridled passion that can only be related through action, graceful or angry. It is physical, raw emotion in its purest form. Only the best can utilize it to wrench your heartstrings in whatever direction they please. Too much formula and technique will smother it and cause it to only be half as great, partially as beautiful and striking. It can be a war cry or a swan song.

Were it only a simple flailing of the appendages, dance would be accessible for everybody and an art for no one. The energy and interpretation required to bring it to life is possessed by few. Some say it is a dying art, replaced by the oohs and ahhs of technology and light shows. True dance will never die. It lives on in studios and dance clubs, breeds in basements and downtown neighborhoods. Duct tape and gag orders mean nothing to a dancer--if they cannot speak it, they will dance it. They will leave you in tears through a graceful ballet and in fear for your life after an angry street battle. Good dancers perfect themselves in their style, but the best combine their art with relevance. For example, hip hop and ballet. Two opposite styles, yet beautiful and shocking when intermingled. Grace and ferocity. It's an infectious combination.

Dance is a dream of mine, one that may come to pass and may not. I love it intensely, to watch it, create it, perform it. But there is a slight barrier to bringing my dream to life. I was diagnosed with asthma as a child, which makes it increasingly difficult to breathe whenever I perform a routine for more than a few minutes at a time. Now whether that was placed in my life for me to overcome or to tell me that this dream is not for me has yet to be known for certain. But being an overcomer by nature, I work myself to get past it, until God tells me something one way or another for sure. He made me a passionate person for a reason and I am going to use that to push myself forward until He says differently. Because we all know that true, raw passion should never be taken lightly.