I first learned of using dance as an expression of freedom, of taking up the space that belongs to you, and standing up for yourself, from the V-Day initiative One Billion Rising .
Although I am no ballerina, dance and movement have always held a special place in my life. I forgot about it for several years, as day to day life becomes all consuming, and deeming my dance days to be over as with my childhood…But I have rediscovered dance under the clever guise of exercise, in a class called Zumba! I was horribly embarrassed in the beginning (Almost everyone I know starts learning from the back of the class…after having 3 babies and feeling about as sexy as wet tea bag, I was in the supply closet at the back of that class!), but I was encouraged by the music and the energy of a class as diverse in size and age as you could get!
I was hooked and now teach a class of my own. I let her rip every class, taking up all the space available to me and hopefully encouraging others to do the same! So, it is always a pleasant surprise to realize that you can also use any passion to do good in the world! Thank you V-Day!
Like a spring flower emerging from the Earth
Determinedly reaching skyward
Each petal bursting forth to announce its birth
In full bloom, welcoming the sun
This is the right of all living creatures
From pinky to pinky to pinky to pinky
And every fibre of god given girth
To stretch, to sway, to leap, and to dance
Inhale until your lungs are so full of life
That your arms are compelled to expand
To reach out around the giant sphere
That is your space
Take your space
Take your freedom
Take your time
Take a stand…Expand
This poem was inspired by a dear friend who sees the radiance in every soul and has helped me to shed countless pounds of unnecessary clutter and limiting beliefs. Thank you Isabelle Hamptonstone!
A pound of anger and ounce of pain
Slowly, steadily, released from my brain
Visiting the past, set to rewind
Feels like fiction, yet undeniably mine
Searching for meaning in false perceptions
Challenging truths of self-deception
Like flying backwards while looking ahead
Mourning the loss of tears not shed
“You’ll miss those tears one day” she said
Only in breath do the answers rise
Suppress the process, questions, and realize
Tension escapes from every cell en masse
Fleeing like sand from a shattered hourglass
Swirling and free, suspended in frivolity
I see the emotions for what they were meant to be
What existed within, no longer has hold of me
Seeing through new eyes, the colours much brighter
Upon release…unconditionally lighter
Why do they call it freedom?
This freedom to choose
Some days it seems easier
To follow than to lead
When opportunity knocks?
Easy…open the door
When god closes that door?
Go through the open window
These acts take courage
Set you free?
What if there were
No doors? or windows?
Just space and time
And me…just me
The world is my oyster
my pallet with which to paint
is holding me back?
Shackled to nothing?
A thought, an intruder
A new kind of courage needed
The will to silence the doubt
To question beliefs
To listen to the truest voice
Finally manifested that time and space
To create a life I chose
To be the change I wish to see
To be free
Unable to break
One path consumes time
Thoughts and feelings aswirl
Engulfs and Chokes
Until she sets you
One truth challenged
Shatters the captor
Feel it and let it go
Time stands still
Thoughts and feelings awhirl
Visions and possibilities
Up Up Away