So many of you may think that this is an April fool’s prank
but I swear to you that it is not! I just realized today that I have failed to
make a post on facebook or a blog or anything about this yet. So I am doing so
now.
I was battling many decisions some of which were teaching
for an amazing studio back home, staying in DC and getting myself out there as
a performer, go on a church mission, or continuing on and get my Masters to be
a DMT (Dance Movement Therapist). I still plan to do many of these options in
one way or another but only one was the winner for me right here and right now.
I have made the decision to go on a Mission! :) I am hoping to get my
call by my 22nd birthday but we will see what happens. This decision
has been a really long time coming and after
an awful battle of do I go or do I
not, I have made the decision to go..jpg)
I still hope I will be able to teach a master class or two
for the studio at home, or eventually becoming a permanent member or their
staff but that is not in my cards for this moment in time. I have also
discovered during my time in DC that I love and miss performing. I would love
to be on a company when I come home, or choreograph for a company. Both options
would make me very happy :)
The final choice that did not make the cut at this time is my masters. But
believe me when I say it is very much so still on the table. I am just putting
a new label on it, one that reads 2015-2018. Wow that sounds weird. But I am
determined to get my masters, when the time is right.
For now I will be taking the option of serving a mission. I
started seriously thinking about this decision last June, but I didn’t want to
go. It was more like the idea of a mission was slowly creeping in on me when I
was just starting to get my post-grad life plan together. So I ignored the
promptings called off a wedding, graduated college, went on tour with my dance
company, and moved to DC. A lot of changes happened and I liked it that way. As
long as I kept myself busy I couldn’t face the truth that I was running away
from what my heart truly wanted. The idea of a mission frightened me so much
because there is so much room for failure.
(At least there is in my mind).
I was afraid that I
would lose my opportunities and abilities to dance if I went on a mission. I
was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to afford a mission with my student loans
having to be paid back. Most of all I was afraid of all of the things I would
miss in my life by leaving for 18 months. Life events meaning the birth of
nieces/ nephews, sibling’s weddings, possibly my mom’s graduation, events that I
really want to be a part of. I was so torn up inside trying to make everyone
happy by making the right decision that I was blinded. My family loves me and I
am sure they would love to have me at their important life events but the
decision to go on a mission is about my life. My decision, my happiness. And by trying to
stay when I knew I needed to go was making me miserable. One night though 5
words slipped out of my mouth and made my decision so easy. In the middle of
watching a movie by myself I just said “ I’m going on a mission”. After that
the decision was quite easy.
Ever since I made the decision to go on a mission I no
longer feel conflict in my life. I am not worried about dance, grad school,
money, or job opportunities. I know that things will work out in God’s timing
and that I will be blessed for my service. If I am meant to share my artistic
talents that God has given me I will be able to do so long after my mission.
I know this post is very long and I am sorry. I just wanted
to let my friends and family all know about my next exciting life decision and
how that decision came to be. J
Anyways, have a wonderful day and thanks for reading. Love-
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