When I was five years old I loved to dance. To my mother’s dismay, I loved dancing on tables. Coffee tables, the dining room table, the kitchen counter, and even the bathroom sink! I was a toddler crazed to reach the highest point of the room and move to the beat.
So my mom bought me my very own dancing table in order to curb my addiction.
My mom did something that was amazing: she saw my need and met it. After I had my own table, I no longer needed to dance on all the other ones. So in the end, she had her need met: a house full of furniture free from footprints, and the germs that come with them!
As I got older I stopped dancing, and my inherent gift was wasted.
In college I started dancing again. Today I dance all the time and its one of my favorite things to do. It’s how I relieve stress.
Dancing is like my yoga.
And, if I do say so myself, I’m pretty good at it. I’m good at it because the universe intended for me to be a dancer. It’s how my brain is wired; it’s how my body works.
I was born to dance. Had my mother thought to go a step further than getting me a table, and enrolled me in dance classes, my life might have turned out totally differently.
Every child comes into this world hardwired for specific things. Each new life has unlimited potential wrapped in their genetic gifts.
Take a moment to notice your child’s gifts and interests. What may seem like a destructive impulse, like dancing on furniture or drawing on walls, might really be a combination of their unique gifts and a giant imagination desperate to put those gifts to use.