Friday, July 29, 2011
For me to dance is freedom. It is to let my spirit soar on the wings of a song. It is to no longer be this overweight, aging woman, but to be a fairy or a swan. It is to let my heart run free. It is to become a dancer, graceful, tall and lean. It is to smile or to cry from some place deep inside, never touched by human hands. To dance is more than to pretend, it is to become the dream. It is to live the dream.
And, hey, it's good exercise.
Hoping all of you can one day dance with freedom even if it simply to sway to the music while you sit and become wrapped in the song rather than the problems of life.