I'm belly dancing for a Middle Eastern wedding. The band plays my introduction music as I come out to take the stage. All of a sudden, my feet are slipping out from under me, and I'm sliding across the dance floor. Finally, my ride ends. I stand up and dance as if I meant to do it. I have to laugh because that kind of stuff happens more frequently than you think. I have so many stories of costume malfunctions, finger symbols flying into the audience, and trying to get broken glass out of my bare feet while doing my show.
All performers have their silly, embarrassing stories, but none of it deters us from doing our job. We accept the fact that anything can go wrong, and we do our best to roll with it. I try to take that same philosophy in my day-to-day life. I do my best to have patience with myself and others. It's easy to get caught up with the pressures of work and family and want everything to go smoothly. I got into the habit of visualizing the day ahead of me being successful and fun. For example, going to the airport can be stressful. I "see" myself getting through traffic, the security line, and arriving at my gate quickly. It keeps me feeling relaxed, and most of the time, it works. When I've had to deal with delays, I find my attitude of going with the flow keeps me from having any anxiety.
I like the idea of "expect the unexpected." It helps with being as prepared as possible but understanding that things can still go in another direction. It can be frustrating and disappointing, but it's also a chance to learn and adjust for the next time. Every time I don't die of embarrassment, I feel stronger for it. I'm not afraid to keep trying something new and go for opportunities that come my way.
Anytime we put our ideas, talent, and expertise out into the world, we're taking the chance of failing. Of course, we're also taking the chance of being successful. We always have the option of which way we want to approach it. Fear of falling on our faces will keep us from trying, and then we'll have to deal with regret. Once we accept that nothing will go as perfectly as we want, it becomes easier to share ourselves with others.
One night, I finished dancing at an event when a couple came up to me. A few years ago, they said that a bellydancer performed at their wedding, and they were sure it was me. I'm trying to recall them when they added, "The dancer was wonderful. She came out on the dance floor and slid the entire length, stood up with a smile, and continued to dance beautifully." I said, "Yes, that was definitely me!" At least my show was memorable.