Dance…

My father’s side of the family is Tunisian. There’s LOTS of fire in my family. We love to dance, party, fight…you name it. So, it was no surprise to any of us that I wanted to perform for the masses at a young age. And I did! For years, I took dance classes, acting classes, piano…

Somewhere around puberty, I started losing self-confidence, even though I continued to perform throughout middle school and high school. My passion for it wavered considerably. I was still singing as much as possible (with my guitar in my room or sometimes with Jules at Raspberry Fields), but the performing for an audience thing didn’t appeal to me any longer.

Since then, I have been told on many occasions that I have to dance. That it is part of my path and only good will come of it. The first time I heard that was from a woman in my craniosacral workshop. We were doing a intuition exercise and we were supposed to feel what the other person does in their spiritual practice. She said that dance – african dance or belly dance – came up very strong for me. Interesting, I thought. I’ve never done either one of those!

Then, when I was in Thailand, I was introduced to Mystical Bellydance. Apparently, women started bellydancing way back as a means to move (or sublimate) energy from the lower chakras to the higher ones. The purpose of moving this energy can lead to periods of enlightenment and euphoria. A course on belly dance was offered through Agama, but I couldn’t take it because I was in the teacher training course. So, there was another missed opportunity.

I was also introduced to “So You Think You Can Dance” and it just blew me away and reminded me why I liked dance so much as a child. I still love to dance (for fun with good music and great people) but there is something really amazing about dancing with choreography and costumes. The whole performance aspect fascinates me.

For instance, check this dance out!

Jakob and Elenore were so beautiful in this number. Very touching…I can watch it over and over again.

Once I have more strength and I move to a place with more life, I will start dancing again.

This tiny little picture was taken back when I was doing the Green Apprenticeship at Lotan. We were having a dance party starring Madonna and all the good folks of the GA. Good times…

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2 responses to this post.

  1. Posted by sierra on December 19, 2009 at 6:52 pm

    thats exactly the pic I have in my head of that moment! Good times indeed!

    Reply

  2. Posted by LauraT on December 19, 2009 at 7:52 pm

    A dance the color of beets!

    Reply

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