Day 20 - I’m dancing once more after a few days transitioning between houses. When I dance again, a relief comes over me. My body feels thankful. I’m giving it attention. I’ve been static with no space to dance. Now I have a room with a view. There are trees and squirrels and jackdaws. And there’s me. At the centre. Listening to fat beats. Firing up my blood. Firing up my spirit. I admire my strength and determination to keep on dancing. To keep on finding out who I am and what I’m capable of.
Today in the dance, I also had a period of lying down and relaxing. My back felt ever so grateful for that. It’s so wonderful just to completely relax. On a firm floor. And let everything sink into the ground. It’s quite a magical moment. There’s a rise in peace I feel in my brain.
I couldn’t stay still for long though and started pumping my arms and legs in that horizontal position. I just couldn’t help myself. It’s useful to know I can dance, even when I’m lying down.