Dancing on Cloud Nine

Here’s the thing: I’ve had a lot of people doubt me. I’ve had many people believe in me too [thank you beyond thank you], but I’ve had many days where I felt deflated, depleted, like I was the only person in the world thinking, “I actually believe it might be possible.”

So excuse my jitteriness throughout this blog post… I just can’t stop jumping up and down!

First and foremost: I dream up a lot of ideas, and then I do things that I think will add up to the final goal without having the slightest clue as to what will result. I never know. I move forward on my own faith in myself, my community and my idea. I trust that if something doesn’t go exactly like I had planned, that it’s for the best.  I trust that if the idea takes a sharp, unexpected turn, that is what’s supposed to happen [either as a lesson to me, or as a way of a higher power directing the idea].

Either way, I usually get the reputation of being rash, overzealous, insane, never satisfied…you get the point. [Note: I always make my ideas happen though! Regardless of my mother telling me, “You know Sheena, as a human being you do have to sleep at some point!”]

Since the time I pulled on my first ballet slippers, I knew I wanted to dance, and bring dance to the community. As I grew older, I felt the tug to merge dance with community healing, inspiration, encouragement. I wanted dance to serve as a catalyst for activity, thought and sharing [I still want this].

So one day, I applied for a grant. You can learn more about the history of this application process here. I applied on a whim! It was a Tuesday. I had a lunch break. Why not? I knew what I wanted to do, and I knew I wanted dance to make it happen.

My grant traveled through some rounds, and crossed some lawyers desks and finally made it to the voting phase! You can vote here.

But then something magical happened. My friends started writing about the project [because I have amazing friends who listen to my crazy, overzealous ideas and still don’t go running], and eventually it made its way to SnagAJob!

I thought that was cool enough as it is! I was appreciative that they told their fans about my project in a simple tweet. I walked around smiling like a kid with an icecream cone all day.

But then, to my complete surprise, SnagAJob did this.

They provided my idea with exposure, but best of all… they made the very first investment that’s ever been made to me based on my idea alone.

The second I saw it, I felt moved into a different realm. I felt validated beyond any validation I’ve ever received. A business had read over my idea and believed in it enough to financially support it.

No longer do I feel as if I’m dancing on cloud nine alone. This is real; my dreams are now tangible..


I will never stop believing. From here…

“It’s all very straightforward. We can do this. We can do this. We can do this.”

photo by: chris owens photo

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2 responses to “Dancing on Cloud Nine”

  1. Peg Bradshaw says:

    I have no doubt that you will make your dream come true and it’s wonderful watching it all evolve. Best of luck, but you are already on your way.

  2. Maria says:

    This is awesome! I was so happy to read this. Please keep us updated on your project. Is there a way I can help promote?

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