"Dance," (c) 1999, Rita Loyd

 

Dear Pinkies, please welcome back Tara Sophia Mohr, life coach, writer, and author of the blog Wise Living. Enjoy the beautiful story of how she got her mojo back in a simple, unexpected way. Thanks as always dear Tara!

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The most remarkable thing happened to me this week. I got dance back.

Every week of my childhood, from age five to eighteen, I went to dance class. I loved it.

Then I went off to college and lost dance. I lost it because of the sting of a few “failures” and the paralyzing fear of additional ones.

For the past few years, I’ve been looking for “a way” to get dance back. The story I had was that I just couldn’t find the right class for me. Too bad, I thought. Maybe one day.

Then this week, I got dance back, in the most shocking way: I put music on in my house and danced.

I am a smart and creative person and this option had never occurred to me before.

Before you decide that’s improbable, ask yourself: what in your life do you long for and have decided that you can have only when… Only when these other things are taken care of. Only if you purchase that equipment. Only if you have more space or more time or more money or these other people involved.

That’s a lie made up by your fears and protected by the guardians of your comfort zone.

You’ve been tricked. The things hearts long for are always available, in some form, here and now.

If you’ve lost writing, sit down and write today. If you’ve lost music, tap out a song on a glass. If you’ve lost romance, do something romantic this afternoon. If you’ve lost adventure, take a risk this hour.

This is the “you’ve always had the power” truth. This is click your heels three times and you are home. This is: our lives are always waiting for us to claim them.

Let’s recollect our lost loves like this – easily, swiftly, bravely.

Love,

Tara