Waiting in the Wings

I am thinking about dancing again....I dream about it all the time - like I'm back in my ballet school with burgandy leotard, in rehearsals or class....or waiting in the wings ready to perform...its funny as its been years but right now I'm wondering what were all those years about? - Nothing is wasted I believe - I often wonder what they were all about!
I'm ready to do something new. I'm reading a book 'The 4 hour work week' - not really related at all except that there are questions to ponder about your life, what you want to do or be?....somewhere in the depths - far down below the being a Mum, or a wife, or NGO director theres still a 16 year old girl who dreams of a dance company......beyond the damaged knee joints theres a body that still wants to leap and turn....and a spirit that still soars to the music....
I don't want to wait in the wings for much longer - I'm ready to break out from the hidden shadows and into the light.....
'....until we take our place in the company of angels, dancing is the nearest thing to flight' Adrian Plass