Yesterday was the end of term dance recital at our local community centre. What a fabulous show. Hundreds of talented young people filled with energy, confidence, excitement and joy. Even my belly dancing class troupe performed. Did I join them? No. Did I drop out of the class? Yes. And yet watching that 90 minutes of dance just thrilled me. My timid tip-toeing into dance has opened life up. My burlesque is bashful. My belly dancing, a flop. But I'm trying. And, although what I hoped would be an introductory class turned out to be a seasoned troupe, I'm undeterred. I've signed up for five new dance classes. I may never make it into a recital. But, you know, I'm really hoping I do. And that's definitely a whole new me.
- It’s just something the body does when you shake it.
- Happiness Is… Hoop... instead of Poop
- Happiness Is… Good Friends and Hooping
- Happiness Is… Madonna Yoga