dance

i loved this article from npr: "the magic of music and a little room to groove"

the author basically sums up why i always feel compelled to dance:

"The world is always moving, cars speeding here and there, the Earth spinning and turning around the sun, and day becomes night and the night becomes day, and even as our lives pass us by we stand still, trapped in the calcified malaise that too often rules our spirits. We've become a world of wallflowers.
What a thing it is to dance, to feel music in your blood, to have your heart alive and your body free."

what a thing, indeed. i think we were wired to celebrate, to worship, to exalt. when we don't, we are robbing ourselves of great joy and denying a vital essence of who we are. i love watching children dance - they're not self-conscious, they're not in it to impress, they're not trying to do all the right moves. they dance to just dance - a simple exuberant expression and natural response to great music they hear.

my roommates and i are throwing a holiday bash this weekend with the theme, "wigs, jigs and mistletoe." i can't wait to dance!


cups of coffee:  a bazillion

mood:  ugh. end of the semester. please finish soon.