04/18/2013
April 17, 2013
Dear Studio 206,
I don’t know if Mountains care, or if the Sun knows all that it is doing? But, this seems to mean less to me than whether or not a hardwood floor knows that I was there. Dear Studio 206, before you go, I want you to know which one I was, The Dancer that I am, Thank You.
I AM….
….The one who came to you a few years back broken. I am the one who laid down on you and cried and cried and got skinny on you when my girlfriend cheated on me and moved away. I am the one who lost his job as a school teacher and danced into the freedom of living a life as an artist on you. I am the one who put holes in your walls. I am the one who slammed his hands so hard into your loving ground in rage that a dozen dancers left. I am the one who then in return left you and came back to you and then left you again, and doubted you. Dear Studio 206, I am the one who practiced being a woman on you. I am the one whose shoulders rolled forward and whose head dropped and sobbed so many times, I am the one who hurt his back yelling “Bitch” and F**k as I crashed down on you. Dear Studio 206, I am the one who said you’re not big enough, I’m bored of you, it doesn’t work anymore. I am the one who keeps coming back yelling and yelping with joy, skipping across you, holding hands with everyone, embracing so many, feeling thru my hurt and healing and healing and healing on you! Dear Studio 206, I have fallen in Love again on you!
With My Entire Body, My Whole Self, From the deepest depths of my Heart and Soul and the Highest Heights of my Spirit…
Thank you for absorbing and holding and loving me through thru so much Transformation. Thank you for letting me play out ridiculous Plays upon you. Thank You for Loving me unconditionally.
Thank You for Baptizing me a Dancer!
by Kristofer Bowmaster