Monday, April 12, 2010
My husband teases me sometimes about unexpectedly breaking into dance. It's a wonderful way to move my body, and be spontaneous, and express happiness in being alive. And as much as I love dancing with my husband, I don't always need a partner. I have been known to turn on some fun music and dance in the car on long trips (seated, of course). More often than I should probably admit, I've put some funk on the radio driving home after work, and car-danced my way down the freeway (after making an agreement with myself that I'm not going to worry about what the people driving near me think!) Turning on some music and dancing after I get home from work is a great way to release any stress I'm holding onto. And dancing my way through a day of housework makes the job a whole lot more fun.
Dancing can be a spiritual tool, because it takes me out of my head and squarely into that delicious space of just enjoying expressing through my physical form. When I dance, my spirit dances, too!
May this tool be a blessing. . .