We all fell in around and behind him, emboldened at marching to the beat of a superhero's step, feeling the pulse of the script that it now appeared would be played out, and ignoring the fact that it had been written by Rudy and Seth and Jack Daniel's.
But it was the portraits that prompted that sharp, missing-step, feeling that the past is much closer to us than we sometimes assume – and particularly two portraits that have been hung as companion pieces – here titled as Philosophy and Poetry.
-- You know it's a major championship when a golfer is walking up the fairway with a bounce in his step, feeling as if there is no shot he cannot pull off or no putt outside his range, and then, quick as a glance at a leader board, he falls apart.
Instead I walked home with a spring in my step, feeling elated.
Don't enter water deeper than your knees, and be careful not to step into a drop off by taking small steps and feeling the bottom with your foot before placing your full weight on it.
In this film as well there is the familiar subtext about whether steps or feeling are primary.
It was strange — not unpleasant, just strange — walking up the concrete steps and feeling a kind of sense memory for the depth of every tread and riser.
Once you get to the point where you can't take anymore steps without feeling about to fall, quickly press down on the pole with your feet and jerk your hands further up the pole.
By throwing on tunes that get you pumped about the festivities to come, it not only makes the process a ton of fun but it can also give you the confidence you need to step out feeling as good as you look and looking as good as you feel.
This nakedness, this new assuredness — a Lilith ideal, perhaps — is a real step toward feeling.
