Friday, February 10, 2006
Some days you gotta dance
Live it up when you get the chance'
Cause when the world doesn't make no sense
And you're feeling just a little too tense
Gotta loosen up those chains and dance
- Dixie chicks
Today is Friday. A friend, who shall remain nameless, (LB) sent me one of those forwarded emails that are so annoying. However, this one was less annoying, because when I opened it, I was so startled by an image of two cats dancing that I laughed, very loudly, in astonishment. It was a good way to start my Friday. Perhaps I should have been prepared, as the subject line of the email read “Friday Dance” and it was from a friend (LB) with a quirky sense of humour. However, I was startled by the joy of ridiculous dancing on a Friday morning, before my first cup of coffee.
I am rediscovering my “happy dance”. Sometimes I startle myself with it – a dance only for myself, because I can’t help but express joy. And, as my little friend Sarah told me, when I shared the secret of having one’s own happy dance, “it really works. I really feel happy when I do it!”
Try it, right now, where you sit. Look silly. Laugh. Wiggle your arms a little, shake your hiney in your seat, and let out a little ‘woo hoo’. It works. Feel the joy, joy, joy, joy down in your heart. You, my friend, are a born dancer.