Confessions of a HulaHoopStar
Hula HoopStars Code of Conduct Part Two
For those of you just joining, this is part two of the Hula HoopStars Code of Conduct written by Kate Ryan, Canadian Hoopologie Ambassador. Catch up with the introduction in part one here. Hey Hula Hoopers! Welcome back to the Hula HoopStars Code of Conduct; Part Two. The Hula HoopStars Code is a collection of ideologies, or the "How to Succeed without Really Trying" Chapter created from both personal and collective experiences in the industry I work in (performance art/ entertainment). It is the simplest way I could share the "quick fixes", as to how one could succeed in finding their happy place.
It is what being a role model, and Ambassador means to me.
These are the lessons learned, ideas shared, and practices that myself, and many others have experienced in the wonderful world of Hula HoopStars (all spinners and sinners included!).
So, lets get to it!
Hulahoop Stars Code of Conduct
3. Perception & Perfection
Perception: "a way of regarding, understanding, or interpreting something; a mental impression".
Perfection: "the condition, state, or quality of being free or as free as possible from all flaws or defects".
I always wanted to be a performer. Growing up I had dreams to succeed in dance and performance art (as well as a million other dreams, a fairly imaginative kid I was). I wanted to be recognised for the work that I could create. Performing in front of the mirror; I would sing and dance pretending I was on the television. I remember singing Disney songs to my mom when I was just 8 years old. I believed I was meant to be on stage, what a cliché. I loved to make people laugh, make them smile, and inspire them to move.
Watching videos of dancers, gymnasts, anyone who moved... moved me. I would whisper to myself "I want to be just like them, I want to be a dancer".
These people had found themselves entirely in their own bodies of work and I too wanted to find myself in the things I was passionate. As I aged, I grew to compare myself to others and by doing so I was unknowingly taking away from my own potential.
The more we tell ourselves "I want be someone else", the less of ourselves we will ever be.
Based on my lack of credentials I was convinced I would never make it as a professional dancer. Realisically I would never be good enough. Despite this three years ago I started training, fully under the impression that it was far too late to have a chance at a 'career'. My lines would never be perfect, my toes would never point and no matter how hard I trained there was always someone who made it 'look' easier. Criticism aside, I did enjoy dancing and it made me happy. It was only my own perception that made me feel like it wasn't enough.
I needed to believe I was a dancer, maybe a late bloomer but capable of excelling. So I would tell myself over and over again 'YOU are enough'. And even if i didn't believe it sometimes, I would keep on reminding myself.
The change of heart can be found in how we view, practice and set our intentions of moving forward.
Even with four years experience on the high beams I still was an awkward kid. Picked last in gym class, I had no rhythm. But I believed that I was graceful. It wasn't until my vulnerable teenage years that I allowed others to sow seeds of doubt in me.
Today I percieve myself not as perfect but as able. I am able to be the woman who I had always dreamed of, and in this I feel confident enough to move forward.
I allow myself to Shape Me.
...and as my sister's husband admitted to me last weekend "for a Ryan girl, you've actually got grace". I think it is working.
Perception is an essential tool in creating your happiness.
There are days when you wake up and feel as if you will never be good enough. And then there are days, moments before you step on stage where you feel more in control than ever. You feel your body as your own best friend. Those are the days where you can feel at home in your heart.
That is the perception of self.
There are days when I grow to accept I will never be Julianne Hough, and days where I happily accept being me, Kate Ryan. There are days when I feel years behind, regretful that I had dropped out of gymnastics and damaged my potential. Then there are days when I feel for a moment I do embody some elegant ballerina, who studied and practiced for years. I look in the mirror and see myself as graceful and capable.
Perfection may be defined by the book as "the condition, state, or quality of being free or as free as possible from all flaws or defects". However freedom is not a part of perfection. It is the exact opposite. You will never be free of your flaws or defects; these are the things that make us different. We wouldn't want to free ourselves from the little things that make us unique.