So, as I grape-vined meringue'd, shimmied (yes, I shimmied...), jumped, clapped, I just kept thinking... "this is it! THIS is what I'll write about tonight!" It's my slice of sweet life for today!
My immediate next thought was that there are no words to express the high I feel when I am here, doing this. How will I put into words the incredible happiness this room is filled with as about sixty women (and perhaps 3-5 men) form a community of fairly synchronized sweaty movement that also qualifies as a bona fide workout.
How will I illustrate the importance of the "family" who doesn't even really know each other's names, but share this joy every Thursday and Tuesday? You know, there's the lady with red shoes. Then there's the "Yoko-Ono" look alike who moves in her unique dreamy style and we can't forget the woman who always wears headphones because the music is too loud. Then there's the lady with the contagious smile who must have lost 50 pounds in the last few years and "brings it" at every class.
Our instructor, on stage, so positive, smiling, encouraging, "whooping" and clearly cueing the joy.
How will I explain the feeling of my spirit looking forward to perhaps dance being a bigger part of my life in my next lifetime?
No words for it...well, maybe one...