I don’t remember when the music started,
I’ve been dancing my whole life.
Most often, I dance “alone”
swaying to the beat of my harmony…
Though so very often, alone on the dance floor,
I have felt so very awkward…
Like everyone was watching me stumble,
trying to find my rhythm to the elusive beat.
There are also those moments,
when I don’t care if anyone is watching…
My feet and body moving with
a flow,
a joy,
an energy
that seems to come from everywhere and everyone around me…
Entire days, entire songs
sometimes simply do not fit… I just can’t “Feel” them…
I wouldn’t even call it dancing -
but simply existing lonely on the dance floor
waiting for a note to connect.
Everyone around us is on the dance floor,
whether they realize it or not.
We dance with our ego… too often letting him lead.
We dance to the voices in our head…
We dance with those around us… trying to do it in synch…
Maybe life is a conversation…
Maybe life is a dance…
In any case - at times it flows and at times it doesn’t…
The music doesn’t stop…
Be thoughtful as you sway…
But, go ahead and close your eyes.
Don’t listen for the words -
just allow yourself to feel the energy…
And, Allow yourself to flow…
Become aware of the moments -
when you are moving effortlessly…
and lose yourself in those…
I don’t remember when the music started.
I’ve been dancing my whole life.
If you keep your body moving…
you’ll know when you are in flow…
in joy…
in harmony,
Nestor