There many things in this life that make me extremely happy. And one of them is dance. I don't think there's been maybe one or two blog posts without the word dance in there somewhere; or maybe none at all. What can I say? It's what I breath. It's what I live for.
Some people turn to painting or writing. Others turn to singing, acting, running, playing catch, fishing, or just sun bathing. But I turn to dance. I don't know why. And I certainly have no idea why anyone would want to even read about this. So, Casper, I'll tell you why I love it so much. That is, if I can even come up with a good reason.
My mom once told me that when she first put me into dance (when I was 3), I didn't want to go. This fact completely appalls me. I can't believe that I would have ever felt that way in my life. But, of course, I justify this by saying I obviously wasn't thinking clearly because I was so little, and I had never been, so how could I know that I didn't want to go?
It doesn't matter when or where or how. As long as it involves dancing, I'm usually up for grabs. I don't know why it draws me so near. Maybe it's because it's my way of letting out my feelings without having to use words or letting anyone know exactly what I mean. Maybe it's because I like the way it feels to bend and stretch and squeeze my muscles to get them to do exactly what I want. Maybe I like it because it's a challenge to get your body to shape a certain way and be a specific thing or place. Its challenging because your mind usually tells you your crazy and you dare to prove it wrong anyway. But, whatever the reason, it's dance, and I love it.
When I can't dance, I drive. I don't know what it is. But maybe it has something to do with movement. Maybe I'm drawn to dancing and driving because they both involve music and movement.
Dancing takes you into another world sometimes, and driving takes you to different places. Maybe that's why I like them. Because even though I'm sitting in one, they both involve body movement, music, and different places. They both allow me to think clearly.
But, whatever the reason, it's dance, and I love it.
The last few days haven't been extremely exciting. My mind has been in the gutter for many reasons. One of them being this weather. I mean, rain is wonderful and all, but I'm missing the sunshine.
So, today, my goal was to finish my solo. I have to have it finished by tomorrow, so I've definitely been feeling the pressure, but I can't even begin to explain how good it felt to finish it. I finished it, performed it once, and gave it my all. I made this dance a little bit different than what I've been used to and I could definitely feel the change in my energy and in myself. Change, I've learned, is a good thing . . . usually. You just have to accept it with a lot of TLC. Well, change and chiropractors. Because even though they both put you in a lot of pain at first, when they finally adjust you, it makes all the difference.