Cairo, the 24th May, 2010

Weird morning

Maybe it is the weather (strange, strange...hot and cold,cold and hot, no sense to it), maybe it is the complexity of everything I want to do NOW (maybe for yesterday), maybe it's just the stress or me. My complex ME!

I don't know why but today I woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning and couldn't get back to sleep. I drank my milk, I read and wrote, I tried to fall back asleep but nothing happened.

I felt an urge to dance and I did. Then I stopped.
I remembered yesterday's shows and how I excelled myself and lost some of my limitations on the way (Thanks God for those inspirations and points of Light).
Earning that spot where I can already explore my DANCE beyond technique and everything that is expected of me is something I am proud of and want to do more of it...

Danced an old Om Kolthoum song that touched my heart.
Cried on stage - no acting, pure FEELING - and meant every single word the song said. My audience felt with me and I could just pause, relax, let the moment happen and sizzle...I was in no hurry to do stuff, to prove I know, to impress...I was just HONEST.

Then the applauses followed but what's better than that, for me, is the moment when I am totally connected with the music and the audience. And then all EGO is gone. I am not a star and I don't feel that I have to do GOOD. I am myself and truthful to the music and what it makes me feel.

Now I turn on my last Michael Jackson cd - with some JACKSON 5 goodies - and eat some bread with cheese.

All is fine. More than fine. And God is in me.

It has been a weird morning...
I guess it's from the weather.