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THE NUTCRACKER…SWEET

In my 69 years I had never seen the Nutcracker Suite…never experienced the ballet….never heard Tchaikovsky’s entire score…that is…until yesterday.

As I sat captivated by the music…by the dancing and the fact there were no words to any song…I had to wonder to myself…what in heaven’s name has taken me so long!

I watched the performance mesmerized…thanking the Gods for creating people who can move in such a delicately beautiful way…while at the same time thanking whatever person or persons created the ballet.

As the music thundered through the air and the dancers floated off the floor…I was hit by the realization…this is what our bodies were created for.

Our legs were made strong yet elegant allowing us to leap up to the sky…our arms were created to be as graceful as wings making it appear that we can fly.

When the Gods created us non-dancers…they left not one part up to chance…our ears were created to hear the music…our eyes to enjoy the dance.

As I watched the arabesques…the pirouettes…the magic happening on the floor…I thought how our mouths were meant to stay closed more often…so our eyes can see and our ears can listen…perhaps a little more.

Which also made me wonder with our eyes closed…our eyes and ears open to the beauty on display…is it possible to hate at all…while attending the ballet.

Perhaps the Gods were subtly trying to tell us…conceivably…perchance
the solution to some of life’s problems…can be found within the dance.

Perhaps that’s why these dancers were created to be so nimble…
so graceful on their feet….
To simply remind us there is beauty and love in the world…
as and to make the Nutcracker sweet.

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