Have you ever wondered where dreams come from?
When is the exact moment our hearts and minds come together to see…
what it is we want to do in life…and who we’re meant to be:
She was dancing across the stage…
a mixture of beauty and power and grace…
and as she glided to and fro…her smile never left her face.
She flew as only dancers can…and with every leap and kick and curl…
on the grass in front of the stage…there was this little girl…
who, when the dancer started dancing got caught up in the groove…
and tried with all her might to imitate every move.
She leaped…she kicked…she curled with a childlike beauty and grace
and through every move she made…her smile never left her face.
I couldn’t help but smile as well…feeling blessed…excited…elated…
to be there at the moment when a dream was being created.
For of all the ways dreams can be formed…nothing has ever compared…
to a dream that out of nowhere…becomes a dream that has been shared.
I knew that dreams could soar and sail and float…as they enhance…
but today I got to witness first-hand…how dreams can also dance.
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