I love to dance but I have to admit, I don’t really know how. I don’t let that stop me any.
I never did learn because I had no reason to. My grandmother was not a fan of dancing, although my mother was, and as I respected my grandmother’s thoughts and opinions, I wasn’t either.
The only dances we ever attended were wedding receptions. I was shy about doing new things in public and at the time I felt great relief at not having to take part. On the other hand most of the time I would have been bold enough to say no, now that I think about it.
I’ve always loved music and in the last couple of decades it has become a bigger part of life than ever before. Listening to songs over and over does something to a person. I find they get right down into my bones and I can’t help but move.
Some songs are worse than others, it’s impossible to listen to them and sit still.
These days I can dance with abandon because there is no one around to see me. At least I hope the neighbors can’t. I do try to avoid the windows at all cost.
The thing about dancing to music that touches my heart; the impact is greater with movement. The other positive thing about dance is the cardio workout, especially after all the sitting I do. All the way around it makes me happy to get up and move to music.
I try to spread the joy of dancing but I don’t think I’ve had any converts. Maybe my luck will improve and I’ll have one or two here.
In lieu of pictures I’ll share some videos. I had one favorite song in mind but I can’t remember where it is in my extensive DVD library. (Not that I haven’t spent time to trying to find it.)
Here is a random selection of songs that make my toes tap and my feet want to move.
This first one is one of my favorite groups. Actually, they all are favorite groups.
This song is from the Gaither Vocal Band DVD Better Day
And this one is from The Martins (a family group) Still Standing album. It was new last year and I still play it a lot.
I love this next group and even this song but my favorite part of this toe tapping video – the mountains of Alaska. I miss my beloved Rocky Mountains over here in flat Manitoba and a glimpse to bring back memories is wonderful.
I hope you felt a little like tapping your toes along with me.
Story prompt was courtesy of Sunday Scribbling hosted by Peckapaloosa: The Confusing Middle