Warning! This is a non-perfume related post. But if you are interested in art, beauty and masochism, read on…
I used to do ballet when I was young, albeit due to circumstances at a very low-key level. I lived far from the big city of Vienna and training three times a week had to be enough (I was actually very lucky to get that much in our small town). It was enough for me and my life, since I had many other interests, but it was never to be enough to start off a career.
But nonetheless, being a ballerina was a dream, although it was quite clear it would always remain an unobtainable one. I vividly remember the scent of sweat mingled with colophonium, the tinkling of the piano and the strident voice of the Maitre de Ballet.
Sometimes, in rare blessed nights, I still dance in my dreams. I float weightlessly, feeling nothing but elation, forgetting all about the blisters and the strains and the cramps. It is just me and the music and perfect harmony of both.
Upon awakening I feel crushed by the actual heaviness of my body, the inexorable pull of gravity that I defied so easily in my sleep just moments ago. Waking up is like emerging from deep underwater, feeling unfamiliar with my weight, having to adjust again.
I got all nostalgic yesterday when I happened upon this excellent web series produced and related by Sarah Jessica Parker on AOL. Hop on over to view the 12 episode series called city.ballet. The show features the New York City ballet and its dancers, from apprentice to seasoned principal dancer.
If I could have anything in the world, if the much-cited fairy came along, I would love to choose another life as a dancer in New York City with one of the greatest companies in the world.
What is your unrealized dream in life? Is it too late for you or could you still have a go at realizing your dream?