I watched Billy Elliot last night and something unleashed within me. I started to cry and could not stop. Fully bubbling my face wet and contorted, i watched as Billy let his internal world of anger and confusion metamorphosis into a silent, screaming, running, kicking, jumping, punching flurry of dance.
I identify with Billy.
My response revealed to me that some very deep and damaging conflicts still persist below the level of my consciousness. It's mysterious and constant.
There is a line that goes like this,
ReplyDelete'let everything happen to you '
You stood a chance lesley
because you are here
writing and taking photos
laughing and crying
you're not stagnant
you're not stuck
and
you let everything happen to you.
You are loved,
You and your tap tap taping feet...