Jan 30, 2008


When in doubt, dance.

Today has been stressful and exciting, frustrating and laughter-filled. School seemed longer than usual. One of my best friends called with "yay worthy" news. My car decided that it didn't want to play any music on the drive home. Blah, blah, blah.

I came home this afternoon utterly spent and no fun to be around... And there was one thing of which I was certain: if I didn't DO something soon to change the way things had been going, my exhaustion (and crankiness) levels could only worsen.

So, I danced. I closed all doors, shut all blinds, turned on a little bit of music and lost myself in movement. I went around the kitchen, into the hallway, through the dining room and back again. I let my hair down and allowed a smile to break across my face. There was a little ballet, a hint of jazz, and a lot of twirling-little-girl. For those few minutes, I was unattached. Free. More than content.

And then I began to wonder, "What would my life look like if I started and ended every day dancing?" - odd, I know. But this is something I think I'm going to try. For at least a week. Maybe more. Because, dancing is something that forces emotion and expression -and often joy- into my life. And I know I can always use a little more of that.

(photo - ht: Rachel Schell)

1 comment:

Shelia said...

For you, my dear: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTQfERb9HVk
Keep Dancing!