There is this place that I keep so private and secluded that very few people know it exists. It’s buried deep under the protective layers of skin and bone. It is the place where for brief moments in time, joy meets my soul. Those moments don’t come quite nearly as often as they used to. But when they do, it is magical. In those moments, in my living room I am transformed. It’s in those moments that I forget my limitations and my feet leave the ground and I am soaring over vast oceans and dancing on treetops or sliding down glaciers. Where all my emotion, everything that is too painful to confront head on is left in a puddle of sweat on the ground beneath me. Breathless. It is when I dance. I gave up dancing for audiences long ago. Now I simply dance for me. Oh occasionally an opportunity comes along for me to participate or choreograph or collaborate on a project and I am grateful that anyone would be interested to work with me or dance with me, but these days I just dance to dance, to be briefly, sweetly free.
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Confessions of a mad mind~ Author of A Practical Guide to Forgiveness from an Impractical Survivor, Oh Go Fix Yourself and She was the Stuff of Stars, Christie Page was born in Falmouth, Massachusetts. She lived in the Nobska Point Lighthouse with her mother and father who were stationed there as a result of his service in the Coast Guard. Shortly after the family made their way to West Palm Beach, Florida where she grew up continuing her love affair with the ocean. She has two children Joshua 26 and Laura 24 and currently resides in South Florida. In 2015 Christie left her twenty year medical career to pursue her passion for writing full time and has been featured in the world’s largest mindful living publications including Chicken Soup for the Soul, elephant journal, Sivana East, Thirty on Tap and The Urban Howl. She was also a feature columnist for Controlled Chaos magazine. An active yogi, hoop dancing enthusiast and self-proclaimed whiskey chick, she is a third generation breast cancer survivor, recovering anorexic/bulimic and is on life six or seven of her nine lives. She has been homeless and sheltered, rich and poor, loved and hated and believes her experiences have lead her down a path of spiritual exploration and awakenings. Christie wishes to share her journey with others in an attempt to come to peace. She writes to clear space from the rolodex that is her muddled mind. Christie View all posts by christiepage "pando pandemonium"