Her Touch - Pole Dance

She lives the poetry she cannot write....

For me, pole dancing is a metaphor for life.

It is painful but from that pain blossoms new growth. It is scary to trust my ability to handle the skills, but in that trust, I soar into new possibilities.

The pole shoots I have done I have never shared much through Instagram, YT or platforms like this. Social media made me feel uncomfortable. One time, I did share it and someone said I was a terrible mom for having pictures of my daughters art on my wall and a stripper pole in my house.

Before I took up pole dancing I must confessed I did not know much about it and was shown it being done in clubs. I did not realise it was a sport or that it was so hard.  I never had a dislike or like for it. I just never was very informed about it. Now I do pole I have utter respect for anyone who can hold themselves gracefully on a pole. This is no easy feat.  I realise now to have bare skin allows for grip....but that grip also turns into burns and friction. There is not a day goes by that I do not have a new bruise or burn from it.

Going back to sharing my pole and their reaction. I was totally confronted. It left me to wonder, “Is this what the world thinks?”

I cannot be a good mom and learn pole dance at home? I can only be a good mom if I conform?

Pole dance has always been for me. I use it to feel alive. I don’t share a lot of it; I mainly share my yoga and fitness. Social media has helped me to see a lot of untruths and grow out of a lot of shame. I’m still working on it.

However, I think a key part of it is sharing our journey openly, as that helps to stop shame from others limiting us.

My teachers remind me every time I train that I am stronger and more capable than I think. They remind me it is okay to fall and not know the answers or be able to understand something yet; it isn’t failure. It is the ability to show up and grow.

For me, movement is meditation. Movement for me is the truest conversation I will ever have. It expresses all the words I never have words for. It allows for the pain to move rather than stay stuck, so I can see I am more than my pain.

When I share my content here, I don’t see myself as a yogi, yoga teacher, personal trainer, pole dancer, an author, or labels that confine/define me. I just see myself as an ordinary girl sharing her experiences and thoughts through movement.

Movement stops me from covering up the silence and allows me to flow into the answers I seek. It stops me from searching outside of myself and in others for those answers.

It stops me from looking for love in different places and faces and reminds me it has always existed at the moment I close my eyes, listen, and be.

To see full length uncensored pole dances join top tiers here.

Password: Poetry