Dance

“On with the dance! let joy be unconfin’d; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet.”
– Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron)

“On with dance, let joy be unconfined, is my motto; whether there’s any dance to dance or any joy to unconfined.” – Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens)

We forget to dance, we do. Or even worse, we think dancing is only for darkened rooms to loud music. But dance is for the light, for the morn. We should dance because the birds sing, and the trees are tall. We should dance because our feet have rhythms they have yet to show our ears. We should dance, in the words of Katherine Dunham, because we have to.

Dancing requires no great skill; merely great joy. Find a child, invite her to dance, and watch her go. We are born with joy, born knowing our inner dances; we grow into silent sadness. Make noise, be loud, sing off-key on purpose. Make a great, sweeping joyous dance.

Ride in the car with your child. Make up sitting dance routines to every sound in your CD collection. There. Is. Always. Joy.

Go have some.

“Those who danced were thought to be quite insane by those who could not hear the music.” – John Milton

To Do: “Tomorrow, at a time decided solely by me in secret, beforehand, I will dance, joyously, to whatever music is around. And, if there be no music, I shall become the music, and we shall all dance.