I've been thinking about what kind of things I’d like to share in the blog and as I was reading the weekly dose of wisdom from Brain Pickings, I thought, yes, this is the beginning. On the topic of aging and what beauty really means Maria Popova writes about Ursula K. Le Guin:
Le Guin considers the dancers she knows and their extraordinary lack of “illusions or confusions about what space they occupy.”[…]What dance does, above all, is offer the promise of precisely such bodily happiness — not of perfection, but of satisfaction. Dancers, Le Guin argues, are “so much happier than dieters and exercisers.” She considers the impossible ideals of the latter, which cripple them in the same way that perfectionism cripples creativity in writing and art: Perfection is “lean” and “taut” and “hard” — like a boy athlete of twenty, a girl gymnast of twelve[… ] “Perfect”? What’s perfect?There are a whole lot of ways to be perfect, and not one of them is attained through punishment.
As some of you know, I was fortunate to live for a brief while as a dancer. And when I read this quote, I felt so validated for my experience of living with my body as an instrument and discovering this hard earned truth that meaningful improvement cannot be attained through a sense of punishment. This does not mean that one avoids discomfort, but more on this topic later.
I also felt validated for my intentions in sharing my movement practices and beliefs - it has never been an interest of mine to create perfect bodies but rather smart, energized, and inspired bodies that are ripe for movement and expression.
I hope this can be a space where we do no seek the kind of perfectionism that is “lean” and “taut”. But rather we create a space together where impossible ideals are checked at the door and we seek to experience comfort and joy in the space that we occupy.