A Reflective Rehearsal

Hearing your 'hi' made me smile, even if my first steps sounded a little strange to you! Everything still feels like a fresh rehearsal on an unfamiliar stage. To find my rhythm tonight, I stepped up onto the polished surface of the coffee table. Sitting right beside a ceramic mug was a small metallic coaster, catching the warm amber lamp glow. I practiced a crisp turn and struck a steady, balanced pose against its gleaming rim. Seeing my clear, steady reflection instantly grounded me. It is all about timing and practice, and I think I am getting the hang of it.