Monday, April 19, 2010

Lessons from JIVE


This past weekend I had the awesome opportunity to go home and see my brother's last Jive show. Jive was my show choir in high school, and although I don't miss high school, there are definitely some times when I miss Jive. And Jive taught me a lot, and continues to teach me a lot. Such as:

  • How to be crazy and show emotion
  • How to not be scared and/or embarrassed about the above point
  • How to dance and how to love it
  • How to love a group of people who you perhaps aren't the best friends with, but just share this common bond
  • How to not be scared/nervous when performing (speaking, teaching, singing, etc.) in front of a big group
  • That my brother is even more of a stud than I thought
  • How to let go, even when it's hard
  • That heartbreak isn't the end of world
  • The best numbers are where the group is together...not solos.
  • Cake mix can count as a drug. :)
  • How to pull energy and emotion out of you when you think you have nothing left
  • How to run on 4 hours of sleep when you're exerting over-the-top energy all day for an entire week.
  • The most important thing is to have fun while doing what you love
Almost nothing can beat interpretive dancing in all black to "My Immortal" before "Bohemian Rhapsody." But I've had several experiences that have. So while there are days I miss Jive (like this weekend, like right now--when I'd much rather be on stage than studying for finals), I am more than content with my life right now. I get to go to Disneyland and San Diego with some best friends in a week. Everything is starting to fall into place for my life in the next little while. I have a great job with people who are just as awesome, and take fabulous classes at one of the best universities. I have lived/currently live/will be living with some AMAZING BEAUTIFUL WONDERFUL ladies who teach me how to live life and love it and be more Christ-like every day. And although Jive ended for me years ago, the lessons it taught me have made me who I am today, and it is still teaching me things, still helping me. And I'm still dancing on the stage of life. No matter how cheesy it sounds, it's true.

1 comment:

Liz said...

I'm so happy you were able to go!!