Joining in with Five Minute Friday. This week’s word Dance.
Dance. It conjures up joy. Happiness. Celebration. All things good. Cary Grant smiling his head off as he does his thing. The inimitable James Brown. Mick Jagger. Joaquin Cortes. Martha Graham. Rudolf Nureyev. Michael Jackson.
Passion. Authenticity. Commitment.
Dance also conjures up tenderness. To dance, you have to be tender to yourself, after all: forgiving (or over-riding) your insecurities and dark thoughts of the ‘What will people think?’ variety…
(I say stuff it and just do it!).
Release. Freedom. Joy.
Dance also conjures up Strictly Ballroom and the line, heard as a teenager, and since imprinted on my brain: “A life lived in fear is no life at all”.
Passion. Belief. Tenacity.
We move through life – one big dance (as someone once said) – and if we’re clever, we learn, eventually, to dance – cha cha, tap tap, salsa, rumba – our way through it.
To enjoy the dance each step of the way, whatever rhythm we choose.
We learn to hear our own rhythm, above all else, and we dare to dance to it. We forgive ourselves: in the dance, we forget, we move on, we move forward, creating our own melody.
And, in this way, we shimmy along, creating – hopefully – a dance we’re proud of. One that actively makes us proud, makes us smile those inward smiles when we just somehow know that all is well.
If we’re lucky, we’ll have the courage to aim for this and we’ll achieve it – perhaps not consistently at first, but the glimpses of it will sustain our efforts.
The music, the dance within, will take on its own life…
If we’re wise, we won’t let the demons drown our music.
We’ll dance, wild and free.
Enjoying the ride.
[Haven’t been around much recently, ladies (either here or commenting, unfortunately), as I’ve a) been writing (yay!) and b) appear to have had all my prayers answered at once and have landed several big work contracts which means my business is up and running buoyantly again (thank the Heavens!)…it’s taken me the majority of the last month to organise contracts etc. and tomorrow night – Friday – I’ll be the proudest small business owner in the land (as tomorrow is signature day! Eek!! Wish me luck!!)]