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I Didn’t Expect Giselle to Haunt Me — But She Did

Anne, June 23, 2025June 23, 2025

Lately, I’ve been watching Natalia Osipova’s performance of Giselle, and… wow. I didn’t expect to feel so much watching it, but I did. I still do. It wasn’t just the dancing (though yes, she moves like she’s made of moonlight and memory). It was everything — the music, the stillness, the way love and heartbreak and grace can live in one story, one body, one breath.

There’s something about Giselle that lingers with you — like the echo of a song long after the final note fades. You think you’re just watching a ballet. But then it stays. Quietly. Gently. Like a memory you didn’t know meant something until it started whispering back.

Maybe it’s the way she loves — fully, without hesitation. Maybe it’s how she forgives the man who shattered her — when she had every reason not to. Or maybe it’s how she dances like she’s floating just above the earth, not quite of this world but not gone either. Osipova didn’t just perform Giselle. She was her. And through her, I saw something I didn’t expect to.

I’ve always been drawn to stories about gentle strength. Women who don’t raise their voices, but raise their spirits. Women who aren’t armored in steel, but in softness. Giselle dies of heartbreak, and yet she comes back — not to haunt, but to save. Not because she’s weak. But because she still loves. And that love? That’s her power.

That second act — the one in the woods with the Wilis — it felt like stepping into a dream I’d had before. These ghostly brides, ethereal and cruel, floating just off the ground. But Giselle doesn’t become one of them. She’s not there for vengeance. She’s there for mercy. She’s different.

Giselle reminded me that softness isn’t a flaw. That you can be broken and still rise — not with rage, but with grace. That even when someone doesn’t deserve your forgiveness, choosing compassion doesn’t make you weak. It makes you whole.


This post is dedicated to my dear friend Sarai — who has loved deeply, broken quietly, and is now gathering all her pieces with grace. A woman of softness and strength, like Giselle — rising not with vengeance, but with love.

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Hello, I'm Anne.
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