Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Dancing My Way into Trusting Life
I've mentioned briefly that there are a few ways I have known that dancing is my path, besides the utter joy and complete centeredness that it brings me.
First, I have thought for years about going to a Yoga Teacher Training, but I would always find some lame reason not to. As soon as dancing entered the equation, I signed up and went. There was fear, for sure, but not hesitation.
And second, with this dancing path that I am on, I feel no urgency. I have become happy with the process and abandoned my typical obsession with product.
I am learning to trust and have faith in my inner wisdom and vision.
Big stuff, that.
The other day, I realized -- another of those duh! moments -- that this comes from the practice of dance itself.
When I am dancing, I am totally in the Moment. I am my breath; I am my body; I am my soul. There is no separation. I just Am.
As I dance, there is no logical cognition going on. I am not thinking, "Well, for this beat, I think I should and wait! I have to count, and maybe..."
Nope. No "thinking," except for the thinking that naturally and spontaneously happens between my spirit and my muscles and my senses.
I just move. I breathe and I react. There is no pausing, no wondering, no second guessing.
I do not think about transitions from one move to the next. I just transition.
Ahhhh! Yes. Now I see.
That is life well lived.
Dancing truly is life.
Be in the now. React from your instincts. Be the beauty you love, as Rumi said.
See how the physical body can teach us all we need to know if we just pay attention? The physical body contains the map and the treasure.
What is your body trying to tell you, whether through pain or pleasure?
(Photo & Text Copyright: Christine C. Reed, blisschick.net, 2009)