That word has many meanings today as I am in the hot seat with the producers and local die hard fans for a review I wrote about a new play currently being presented here in Los Angeles. It happens. This time around it was a volcanic eruption of personal attacks of every kind based on my mere words. A good reminder that one should always choose their words wisely.
But an extra hour of sleep and a really dynamic ballet class this morning always makes things right. And that is where attack becomes a super plus positive!
There is nothing like dancing with really young people who have so much natural power in their bodies. I happen to be an awesome jumper having been a gymnast at an early age. But when it comes to so many other movements, lately I think that my life has infiltrated my dancing on a weirdly politically correct level. “Be pretty. Be nice. So that everyone will like you” — as the internal dialog likes to remind me. lol
But getting comfortable with the attack in my dance is so wonderfully translatable back into life. I realize that it is ok to be bold. I guess it just takes a bit of courage to do so.