Wednesday, November 6, 2024
When you think you’re stuck, and you think you’re not going anywhere, then do a dance. That’s what I do. I bebop in my kitchen; go for a bike ride; or simply sit outside. The universe sings. We dance. The universe is not going anywhere. It doesn’t have anywhere to go. But we’re always trying to get somewhere, and then when we are there, we try to get somewhere else. Everyone is trying to get some place, but life is for living. Like dancing, life has no endpoint. Just keep gyrating on the dance floor. The point isn’t to arrive at a certain point on the dance floor, but to sense the change in the music and dance to what’s playing.
Most of us live like life is accompanied by a frumpy tuba, playing deep, descending chromatic notes, like the losing jingle on The Price Is Right. We also hate when the dance changes. When the universe starts playing a new tune, like the Foxtrot, we dig in and dance the Tango. Some of us don’t even care. We sit at the “singles table” at the county dance and fold our arms while the rest of the group is bee bopping and having the time of their lives.
Think like a dancer when you feel stuck. Whatever is playing in the background, bop your head at least. Be graceful when the music slows, and upbeat when it advances. Be ready. Be on your toes. Never walk on eggshells, as that’s just a way of plodding along. A graceful dancer is light and lighthearted. Life does indeed keep us on our toes, but if we’re as agile and free spirited as a dancer, we can always keep moving. No-one is stuck, unless you’ve stopped thinking like a dancer – nimble, free, and supple.