This hit close to home. I used to dance with abandon before puberty, a mixture of ballet and my own hoopla to the sound of Nutcracker’s Russian Dance. I cannot seem to recapture that magic, but am trying to slowly become more comfortable with my body, enough so that I can dance in my room with the door locked.😛 The public speaking thing, too - I AM a teacher, but crowds larger than 10 scare me😬 Thank you for sharing!
I love this, Nida. Thank you for this. I am fascinated by this and see so many threads coming together connecting social pressures, dimming habits, self-consciousness, attunement to self, and more. It would be wonderful if we could find a way to heal these parts of ourselves that feel so self-conscious / insecure we can't even find a way to dance, something so natural for humans to do :). Hopefully we can all continue to take baby steps like you, go for it behind closed doors! I will try the same :)
Wow, Cecily. Raw, unfiltered shot glasses of vulnerability. I love it. I was just thinking about something along these lines last night, and I love this challenge! Thank you!
Thank you, Charley. Yeah, this one was pretty raw. Fun fact: a therapist-friend told me this week that only women use the word "raw" -- NEVER men. Curious?!??
Wow! My soul is awake listening to every word you’ve written Cecily. Love your childhood photos ❤️ Dancing is such a sure way to shake off the impressions we are holding. When I was at a meditation retreat with my daughter last week, there were moments when the teachers would play all sorts of music and I could find myself letting go and sway to the rhythm even with the broken foot and an awkward boot on. This was not the case when I was the same age as my daughter who was standing in bewilderment watching about 160 people move and shake at different intensity. We were laughing, enjoying and honoring wherever we each are in our journey of this life. Eventually she danced too 😊
I love it that you have this freedom and the contexts within which to express it -- especially with your daughter there. You set an extraordinary example 💖
Yes!! I used to love to dance with my girlfriends in my 20s and I recall experiencing the pure joy of it. But I used to do it with a drink and a toke. I still yearn for that release of endorphins that used to come with feeling the music and letting go in a crowd of people feeling sublime. Now at 48, my husband doesn’t like to go out, or go dancing. I no longer drink or toke but this post sparked an idea that I can dance for me AND with me; no partner needed to experience what my soul craves. No need for substances to alter my mood. Thank you for this!
This hit close to home. I used to dance with abandon before puberty, a mixture of ballet and my own hoopla to the sound of Nutcracker’s Russian Dance. I cannot seem to recapture that magic, but am trying to slowly become more comfortable with my body, enough so that I can dance in my room with the door locked.😛 The public speaking thing, too - I AM a teacher, but crowds larger than 10 scare me😬 Thank you for sharing!
I love this, Nida. Thank you for this. I am fascinated by this and see so many threads coming together connecting social pressures, dimming habits, self-consciousness, attunement to self, and more. It would be wonderful if we could find a way to heal these parts of ourselves that feel so self-conscious / insecure we can't even find a way to dance, something so natural for humans to do :). Hopefully we can all continue to take baby steps like you, go for it behind closed doors! I will try the same :)
Wow, Cecily. Raw, unfiltered shot glasses of vulnerability. I love it. I was just thinking about something along these lines last night, and I love this challenge! Thank you!
Thank you, Charley. Yeah, this one was pretty raw. Fun fact: a therapist-friend told me this week that only women use the word "raw" -- NEVER men. Curious?!??
Wow! My soul is awake listening to every word you’ve written Cecily. Love your childhood photos ❤️ Dancing is such a sure way to shake off the impressions we are holding. When I was at a meditation retreat with my daughter last week, there were moments when the teachers would play all sorts of music and I could find myself letting go and sway to the rhythm even with the broken foot and an awkward boot on. This was not the case when I was the same age as my daughter who was standing in bewilderment watching about 160 people move and shake at different intensity. We were laughing, enjoying and honoring wherever we each are in our journey of this life. Eventually she danced too 😊
May all beings be free! 🙏✨
I love it that you have this freedom and the contexts within which to express it -- especially with your daughter there. You set an extraordinary example 💖
Yes!! I used to love to dance with my girlfriends in my 20s and I recall experiencing the pure joy of it. But I used to do it with a drink and a toke. I still yearn for that release of endorphins that used to come with feeling the music and letting go in a crowd of people feeling sublime. Now at 48, my husband doesn’t like to go out, or go dancing. I no longer drink or toke but this post sparked an idea that I can dance for me AND with me; no partner needed to experience what my soul craves. No need for substances to alter my mood. Thank you for this!
100%! How and where will you do this, Margaritte?