Every meaningful relationship is born of, and returns to, trust. Family, for me, is composed of the people whom I trust. So that my husband, son, father, and siblings are there in my heart home, absolutely. But so are those with whom I dance two times a week - the teachers with whom I feel free to make mistakes, the other dancers who yearn as much as I do. Sometimes I don't even know what we are all yearning toward - I can't name it or define it. But I look around and I understand that we are all in that same wanting place, and that we trust each other, and that the conversations we are having, the lives we are living, will be tangled up together for a long time. That we are, in other words, family.
- Beth Kephart
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9 comments:
Heartfelt and understood.
I love this. Thank you, Beth.
I love that family is a dance we do with others. Dance works so well as a metaphor for so many things. It must teach you a lot, Beth.
It reminds me, since we talk of family... that since I've been hanging out with my aunt and the rest of that side of the family--that I don't understand the concept of family. Its completely foreign to me and I don't trust it. I watch and wait for it to all disappear, sounds depressing, yes, but its true.
And I know what we're all yearning for. That's what we are yearning for, that connection that knowing that we are not alone.
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Heart home. Love this. Thank you, Beth!
Brava, Beth.
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