I have taken up dancing as a major form of exercise. I dance to music like the Rolling Stones, the Beatles, Bob Dylan, and a general assortment of rock ‘n roll from the 1960s.
Dancing has a strange way of connecting me to spirit. Back in the day, I danced at every available opportunity. Not only does dancing connect me to the spirit world, it also connects me to the self that loved to dance years and years ago.
My dog Pearlie finds my dancing to be curious. Suddenly she’ll take off and run circles around my body and pant with laughing eyes.
When she does that, we take the dancing out to the beauty of the outdoors. Last night she and I danced under the Big Dipper and threw all barriers to the stars above and to the earth under paws and feet!
Dancing has the effect of making me feel ageless, loving and free.
Dancing connects me to liberating the body from rigidity and constriction.
Dancing emancipates me from all the ways society cements ageism into the minds of most people.
When I dance with my dog, the chains loosen and the prison of the mind goes silent.
Om