There’s something magical about the
effect that dancing has over me. I’ve
never been a very great dancer, but I highly enjoy it. When I dance, I feel like I’m floating on air
and am filled with a sense of ecstasy.
In this moment, I am completely me.
It’s an activity that involves both the body and the soul, so I become
in tune with the both of them and the two become one.
Dancing didn’t always feel this
way for me, however. I used to be much
more self-conscious about how I danced, especially in junior high and high
school, but once I graduated from high school and went to college, I realized
that I didn’t care what other people thought of me. So what if they thought I was a horrible
dancer? I mean, they’re right, but being
talented is not what dancing is about.
It’s about the pure joy, the wonderful feelings that dancing brings. Growing up helped me realize that I don’t
have to please everyone in order to be happy.
The only person I need to please is myself. As long as I do what I love and what I think
is right, that’s all that matters.
When I dance, the whole room
disappears. All I can see is the world
twirling around me, the world suddenly so bright and vivid, and all I hear and
feel is the music. Even if the song I’m
dancing to isn’t one that I like all too much, dancing makes the song much more
amazing. When I’m feeling any strong
emotion (happy, sad, angry, or lonely), dancing can always help me work through
it. The music becomes me, and all of my
troubles disappear. Oh, the wonderful
power of music and dance.
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