A little Dancer Wishing for her dreams
foto Nol Havens
Another day at the office. A day like any other. Getting up at 8 in the morning, rush in traffic to work. Make myself a cup of coffee and the rest of the day is devoted to staring to a computer screen. Even though it started like a random day it ended with a life changing talk.
My friend L. Called me at the office. She told me we had to meet the same evening. She didn’t say why, but I could here in the tone of her voice that it was urgent. After work I got in my car and drove in the poring rain for an hour to meet her. We sat down in a pizzaplace and from the moment we sat down we only had eye and ear for each other.. it felt like the other people in the restaurant didn’t exist. And then she told me. ‘ I have decided to leave all the bullshit behind in Holland and move to Australia for a year and I am leaving next week’. In a few days she decided to turn her live around and go for adventure.
What she didn’t know was that for the past weeks I had been sitting in the car on my way back from work with tears in my eyes, because I felt so unhappy with the live i was living, I was not doing allright. Living the same life day in day out, as a slave of society. Imagining myself being in exact the same place in 50 years. I am to young for that! I wanted change.. So I asked myself; when am I happy? The only thing I could answer was: When I dance. When I dance I am free, I don’t think I just feel, I let go, I live…
Hearing L. talking about leaving her unfulfilling live behind, her courage made me dare to talk about my thoughts and dreams to her that I had been having for a while… But how would she react? Would I sound like a 7 year old girl wishing for her dream telling people that when she grows up she wants to become a little dancer? A bit reluctant I started to tell her about my unhappiness and asked her: ‘ so what if I left Holland, went to Spain and started dancing Flamenco there?’ She took away my fear by responding: ‘ The first time I saw you, when we were about 6 years old , I came into the classroom and you were standing on top of the classroom tables dancing around showing off your new dress to everyone, you are supposed to do this; GO!’
We cried, we laughed… we were scared together, we were excited together. We knew that from now on things were going to be different We had to let go of our fears and jump… I will never forget that night. Love you L.!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s3a89nmCWb8
Little Dancer
At times don’t know to make things better
You can’t fake a smile forever
Are you really doing alright?
Everything inside you wanted
You tried your best to come the longing
But there are certain things you can’t deny
Pictures of before haunt you daily
What happens when the door opens?
Chorus:
A pair of dancing shoes
Her only wish waiting on Christmas Eve
Now she is laying on her bed
She’s smiling in her sleep
Watch her dancing in the night
There’s no worries by her side
She just knows she wants to be a little dancer
Wishing for a dream
Perfect was within your reach
But your mind running, your heart couldn’t keep up
Bear all of your passion inside
It’s not too late to change the story
You could rearrange it only
If letting go of fears is what you decide
Can’t help but they dream
Thoughts keep racing
You almost wanna scream
You’re yearning for it!
Chorus:
A pair of dancing shoes
Her only wish waiting on Christmas Eve
Now she is laying on her bed
She’s smiling in her sleep
Watch her dancing in the night
There’s no worries by her side
She just knows she wants to be a little dancer
Wishing for a dream
Wishing for a dream
Exactly where you are
No matter where you go
Remembering your heart
When you saw
Chorus:
A pair of dancing shoes
Her only wish waiting on Christmas Eve
Now she is laying on her bed
She’s smiling in her sleep
Watch her dancing in the night
There’s no worries by her side
She just knows she wants to be a little dancer
Wishing for a dream
Wishing for a dream
Wishing for a dream
Wishing for a dream
