Ana "In" Tunes Teller
"I'd like to start from the premise (and the promise) that we all are unique in this world and there is only one who can express the way we do. If one doesn't express all this potential of life, it will be such a waste of energy!
As if a myth, I also have no false modesty and I dislike waste. Hence there is only one Ana "In" Tunes who, to quote a Senior Editor who has reviewed my work, “writes with so much passion and in such a delicious way and delicate intimacy, with cadence and sense of rhythm. Her English grammar and an unusual affair with words help her to create this unique atmosphere.”
He also wrote that I have a flat English. (:cry:) I also had flat feet. But that didn’t keep me away of realizing one of my challenging dreams: to become an international Ballet Dancer and Master, and an international poet and writer.
I can feel poetry in each and every flowing sentence that my spirit may produce. Life abounds from my soul and pours down through my veins, increasing in energy and vitality.
Heading the melting ice to the oceans of emotions and diversifying my creations I dare to fulfill all of my dreams, which are to enchant many a heart or two with my lyrics. For me, all this rides on the strenght that is borne from my life-long love of Art.
In all of my books I persuade the readers to come closer and get so intimate within my life that they will feel as if it belongs to their own life, as if a huge embrace had conquered their hearts and souls, and there is nothing else to do but surrender to that subtle touch of healing energy. I know that my dreams are not modest. I just wish that my sincerity will softly and in a surrealistically way be able to touch the readers mind's eyes.
Word Perfect Not a Wor^l^d Per Fate
I always enjoyed the sound of a piano music. But when I was five years old, my parents put me into a violin class instead. I didn't attune with the whole class, as I turned my head from that uncomfortable position, for I was totally in love with the piano's teacher. Later on, I became a ballerina, and although my mother still tried to put me into a piano class, it was already too late. "I would rather be dancing", I would say to myself every time I had to be seated there for hours rehearsing some notes.
Today, when people watch me dancing, they frequently ask me to teach them how to dance in five minutes, as if it was possible to become a ballet master in one day. They cannot see that it took me more than ten years dancing, four hours per day practicing it, to be able to dance smoothly, for Ballet to become a second nature and be as natural as talking to a friend.
When I first learned how to dance? Or rather, when I first learned how to get rejected, laughed about it and moved on? Well, that is a good question. But first shouldn’t you rather ask me when I first learned how to draw, and then write? Because those two aptitudes came much earlier when I was only two or three years old, and they were already being part of my essence since I raised my consciousness. Just then I was able to start to walk well and dance. My father taught me the first steps.
“Put your right foot over my left foot, and your left on my right foot, and hold my hands.” He said while dancing with me.
It was so hard to balance this way. But then when he started to bounce from one side to another, stepping around the floor with one foot at the ground and then the other, it was so much easier to get the balance, to get the feeling of the flowing notes by the waltz of Strauss that we so much adored and I felt so naturally inclined to dance…
As a performer and Ballet Master, I had the unique opportunity to teach a ten-session Ballet class at a well established Center for the Arts near Washington, D.C. in a quite clean and healthy environment and with a particularly ethereal atmosphere. There I discovered that adult beginners find that my method really makes people of any age or background (even those who never saw a Ballet class in their entire lives) come alive, and dance with enthusiasm.
I started coreographing and teaching for women over fifty. Four of the middle-aged women who took a once-a-week session during the two months contract with the art center which hired me performed the famous “Pas-de-Quatre” also called "The Little Swans" from the Ballet Swan Lake. And I recently choreographed an entire piece of a Ballet to be presented by them at the theatre. With my technique they could continue to dance for ten, twenty or more years if they wish. I also realized that Ballet improves both health and vitality and gives one a sense of worth. I will keep teaching, healing and dancing until I reach my nineties!
After eight months of having an abdominal surgery I was back on my point shoes, taking and giving lessons, rehearsing and performing. And less than a year after that serious operation I was already on stage, feeling the unique atmosphere upon which all theatres are impregnated. I was dancing in America with the Metropolitan Ballet Theatre “The Nutcracker” at the theatre which weeks ago I had seen the "Stars from Moscow". I was there to cheer up the children’s faces and during the interval I could see them "all-ready" rehearsing some steps on their tiptoes. It was a complete delight!
Ballet seemed to miraculously save my body from the physical pain and my soul from strenous grieving more than once in my life.
But the most amazing thing about being a teacher is to acknowledge the fact that teaching and learning come together hand in hand. For as much as I give to all of my students, and I see their difficulties, I always learn a new way to correct my own method and discipline and make them break through their deficiencies as well. For I know that anyone can learn if they are taught in the right way.
An Everlasting Love
The love that I feel for the Art, I see that same love reflected in their faces, in class or when they are also performing.
It is a matter of giving and taking. But in the end you realize that you received so much more than you could possibly give or ever dreamed of gathering.
Now I see myself trying to charm the audience once again. But this time they are not the tap dancing auditors, but the TOP typing publishers. It is as if I were in just another of thousands of auditions that I already had to face. It just changed the address.
In the beginning I would just cry after another rejecting letter from a publisher. (:cry:) But now I just smile and move on. (:smile:)I see the light out there and it's so bright it is worth the long and "windy" journey. I realized then that it is when we think that everything is lost, after so many rejections, we should not give up...because it is then that the light will come to us. Because the end of the tunnel is the darkest, it is narrow and funneling, but the closest this will get us to our goals."
(Some excerpts from the book "Con-Fashions & Con-Fusions" by Ana Antunes)
A lovely Knight
“Go, man…Go and ride like the knights
Through the horizons of your hopes
Come man… Come in endless nights
Through the excitement of your soul.
Transcend your fears…Tears that fall
Fulfilling with love, through the earth.
Don’t be afraid of the shadows at all,
For in there are the ghosts' breath.
The most beautiful ghosts of imagination.
Run, man, through your sorrows and find
What your spirit accomplishes in actions.
Go with the wind on the clouds of a mind.
Go, man, in desires, eager for adventures.
Come, man, with fresh scents of ventures.
(A Sonnet from "The Da Vinte Koans Taoist Poems" A Book of koans, DOWist Poems and Divinations)
