September 2, 1993 I witnessed Mikhail Baryshnikov become the dance at the Santa Fe Opera. I wept as the sun went down over the Jemez Mountains and the dance danced him. It was a sacred, holy time. He. Was. The. Dance.
Becoming the dance didn’t happen miraculously for him that early fall evening. It took years of practice, discipline, and inspriation. It took finding mentors. It took staying focused. It took sacrificing and saying no in order to say yes to the dance, one hundred percent.
What have you become? And who are you becoming? What are you practicing? What are you focusing on? What are you sacrificing so you can say yes to your dance?
Today as you interact pause quietly and look into the unique face in front of you. Imagine you are able to read this face like a book.
Reading the joys that have been experienced. Reading the hardships and suffering that have been lived through. Reading on the face the grace and serenity, the welcomings, the rejections, the wholeheartedness and the fears.
As you read the face watch for the evolution. It’s embedded there too.