Diva, Diamond, Dancers the triple D’s

Dancers are the Diamonds in dance. I have always understood and thought of dancers as being like Diamonds making the sheet music come ……….. Not the best words to use, its more like Moves the sheet music Alive. Dancers all have a sparkle; they come in different colours, different sizes, some are rough while others are like fine cut divas. ………… they bring the performances and shows to us. They are the team that works so hard to make the one vision that we see in balance on the stage.

All because, well you see and please do try and remember it’s because “they do make the best of friends.” Dancers grow up together. Do classes, rehearsals and performances.  All the while, in this time they are learning how to move with grace and with each other. That’s why they make such great friends.  They care for each other, lift one another and share the movements plus music with us through their instruments called the body to inspire us. Dancer is the surname of this family.             

Diva, Diamond, Dancers the triple D’s

Being in the zone or I like to call it the Diamond dancers moment.  At first when this happened, I was young. I thought, this is what real Dancers must feel like when they become perfect. I had no idea what was going on but I knew I was relaxed, actually I felt like a puppet and the master dancer was controlling my movements. I remember I was practising my turn’s pirouettes with a couple of friends after ballet class. I recalled all instructions I had ever heard. Start with a good 4^th position with the feet. Make sure weight is in the middle. Prepare, think bring foot to knee and quickly spot. I’ll look at that picture on the wall. Remember turns/spot note, when turning “head is the last to leave and first to arrive.”  

When I finally thought I was ready I breathed in and brought my hand in to meet the other one to make that circle of energy. My pointed toe to my knee and began to turn.  But, I found myself inside the turn. I was aware, I was turning but all I could hear was 1 turn, 2 turn, 3 turn. 4 turn, 5 turn, 6 turn and then the turns released me and I came down into a demi plie 5^th position.

When it finally release me, I had that “Did you see that look” with the biggest smile on my face. 

Diva, Diamond, Dancers

Diva, Diamond, Dancers

I know Dance is, so important to all cultures and it is a universal language. I would like to say “Let us not forget, our dance family” All the teachers, dancers & mentors or those who inspire us. Our family works so well together through the discipline, team work and our spirit of love for the art form of dance.  We have to write our own stories, tell our own history, record and remember our own memories of the people & things that inspired us, our Diamonds. 

I remember one Diamond day coming back from class. I helped a blind man onto the train, as I took his hand he asked “What job do you do?....” I quickly asked myself what? job did, I do? Because I though Oh! DANCER but, that’s so visual what shall I say? Then I remembered I had come from a Martha Graham class. So, I began to explain how the body had to move with the intake of air, breath & contract on the exhale. How one could turn and the air would suck the body in, to tight positions and release it, so it could be free again. Tell stories, show technique, how to jump, move or just express the feeling you wanted to share.  I explained how the hand would shape like a cup but only big enough for a small drink of water. When it was his stop, to get off the train he thanked and told me” The next time, I listen to music, I’ll listen in a different way now, I’ve met a Dancer ”