Everybody needs dancing. It’s in our biology, right along with the need for singing and banging a drum – across cultures and continents. It connects us to our communities and our partners and our own selves.
Do you dance? (Say yes.)
Where do you dance? What makes you do it? What rhythm or song inspires your dancing? (I dance to basically everything – almost anywhere. Just ask my hubby.)
If you don’t… well, you should. It’s therapeutic to go ahead and let yourself fulfill this particular biological imperative. Head-bopping and toe-tapping and air guitar all count – although if you can get a bit looser, add a few more limbs, so much the better. Don’t say you can’t dance: that’s baloney. You can and you must. For your soul.
See? It’s silly, but at the same time… deep. [I probably love Scrubs a bit too much.]
This next one has been making the rounds lately, for good reason: (physical limitations aside, of course,) if it doesn’t make you want to get up and boogie, I’ll eat my sports bra.
Now then. Don’t you feel better? 🙂 🙂 🙂 I do!