I haven’t
written much about being comfortable with my body. I’ve written about whether
or not I like it, but not my comfort level. Which is what this one will focus
on.
I am
comfortable in my body. I know how it moves through all the dancing I have
done. Not that I necessarily move gracefully, I trip and nock things over. All
too often I brush into walls and furniture all too often. And I have no idea
how to do club type dancing, but when someone is leading me (well) I can do
almost any type of dancing. I can also dance if given choreography. I used to
do West African dancing for a few years. I miss that a lot. It was such good
exercise, though it did take its toll on my body, especially my back.
I also miss blues dancing. Some
people might think blues is dirty dancing—I did too the first time I saw it. It
looks worse than it really is though. I love the feeling of moving so easily
with someone. Blues is all about the connection between the partners and the
music. Oh, I love how much it’s about the music. Moving to it, interpreting it,
feeling it. Man, I need to go blues dancing again soon. It makes me feel so
comfortable in my own skin or around people. Except dancing, I like my personal
space.
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