Dance Your Cares Away

I love dancing. I love how it makes my body feel alive and useful. When I'm dancing, it's not the music that sings to my soul, it's the movement of my body--the music just helps.

I went salsa dancing tonight at a fun little place called Lucky Bar near Dupont Circle on Connecticut Ave. I danced through several songs with the same partner. His name is Leo and he's from Guatemala. He wasn't the best leader, but then again, I don't really know what I'm doing when it comes to salsa--I have to be able to follow someone. But we danced close and our bodies moved together pretty well. It was amusing and I laughed and smiled the whole time.

I can count on one hand the times I've gone out salsa dancing. I can usually follow pretty well, but it still becomes tiresome to me when I'm re-learning the steps every time. All I can think of to do is go more often. I think then I'd enjoy it more. I realize that I'm quite the contradiction, because I'm determined to go more often but when I do, I always end up leaving early because I hope that I'll come back soon. So many resolutions and so little time to enact them. I guess I don't have enough time to be tired and do all the things I want to do while I'm still young. So...I'm going dancing again soon.

I also have an idea to teach dance lessons to girls in the Church. On Thursday, I was talking with one of the pupils at DC 3rd Ward tutoring. She wants to take a real ballet class. I'm not sure if money or if it's simply timing that is keeping her from taking class, but I think many girls in the ward or maybe even in the stake would be more likely to take lessons if it was free. I would do it for free as long as we have a space to do it. I'm not a pro, but I could at least get them started. I'm going to have to scope out the resources of the members. Hopefully I'll be able to enact something. I want the young girls to be able to love dance as I did in my youth.

beck