Saidi stick dance

There's nothing like having to go to dance practice relatively early in the morning to rid one's self of mental cobwebs and recent unpleasantnesses. My troupe leader and three members of our
troupe (including myself) are working on a Saidi stick dance (which is basically folkloric steps, but using a pretty large and heavy wooden cane for a prop, sans the curved handle; the cane is whirled stylistically and hit on the ground at certain intervals--it's hard to describe, but it's akin to martial-arts movements). I'm getting better at it, I think.

I am still rather disturbed about the two blog tattlers I seem to have accumulated. I find it very weird that anyone with ill intent towards me would go on my blog and try and find things to upset and anger someone I know. I realize people do these things because they're acting out of fear, or because it's easier to focus on things outside themselves instead of their own problems. It's possible to have a certain amount of compassion for behavior like this, but strange when it comes to call. I don't know if these people really understand the consequences of their behavior, either--I think there are just certain folks who just simply take some weird pleasure or sense of power, in trying to rile people up, or they have no way to put their actions in check.

At any rate, I was really glad to be back with my troupe today, laughing, working really hard, learning to master something new to me, and knowing that I am safe among these women. I have had a lot of betrayals, pretty much all my life, from women, and it is only now, in my later forties, that I have begun to forge better and healthier friendships, and have let go of relationships that were becoming deeply destructive and toxic. It's hard to let go something that just really is not working, but it can be done.

And that's all for today from a gal who dances with a sword on her head and wields a big stick!