The Holidays were difficult. We’re still dancing around the protocols for living through a pandemic.
There’s living, and there’s thriving. It is hard to thrive when the dance requires delicate steps so as not to impose on another dancer’s space. But if the ensemble is to have an air of gracefulness, great care must be given when individual dancers weave between and amongst each other. It is a delicate balance indeed.
Balance always requires adjustments. A little lean in here, a little pull back there, and strengthening the core always helps. Just ask any dancer.
But every once in a while every disciplined dancer needs to shake loose and do a few rowdy steps. Not rowdy as in destructive, and with little consideration for any restraint, (You can take someone’s eye out that way), but with an abundance of joy.
Sometimes after I’ve just watched an emotional movie, if the final score has some rhythm, I’ve got to get up and dance. My daughter can usually tell by my glance, it’s time for a dance.
How to battle the pandemic blues; here’s a tip. Get dancing.