In this world, very few women can make me dance; let alone being in dead centre of the crosshairs of 72,000 people on the plains of Abraham and watching both her on-and-off-stage shows simultaneously in Montreal as well. That is my biggest dance floor on my list so far.
Merci beaucoup à Madonna, the Queens who made my end summer celebrations just... ouwaah!
These past 7 years have been so intense on every level; surviving death by cocaine therefore die another day, reconnecting with my roots, crossing paths with old and new friends, mending forgotten bridges - then simply walking away from others, pursuing my academic studies, learning that I am only human and my body can only take so much of my waasaam work ethic. To be still alive at 30 is the greatest blessing and gift straight from this universe's divine heart. My 20s was so crazy like playing Russian roulette with the devil himself. Dickees naa?
I have finally chosen to listen to my dreams, my exhausted body, including my heart's unspoken words of what I want out of this crazy dream called life; thus being even more inspired to work even harder at making my dreams and creative thoughts happen. As they should be.
I may not be considered even worthy through the eyes of most however, all I have to walk with is truth which is the collection of the ancestors stories, the love for my siblings & my closest friends - near and miles away, my health, my dreams, and of course, my dancing shoes kaw. My bundle is definitely peace of mind or sheer stupidity. Not sure which one it is yet...
So it is time to return to life as a full time university student and as an artist. I am after all, a human being who seems to enjoy this journey of what life's detours can offer.
In the words of Bob Marley: Don't gain the world and lose your soul, wisdom is better than silver or gold... :)
