“Dance is the movement of the universe concentrated in an individual.” ~ Isadora Duncan
It flits from one moment to the next, touching down briefly to capture some small fragment before moving on to the next thing, the next distraction, the next whatever I want to call it. It dips into the past, wonders about the future, makes lists of things to do, tries to solve problems and then leaves them.
“Take a breath!” I hear. It’s like Bob Fosse is in my head, telling me it’s time to lean into the experience, lean into the moment, forget what is or was, and just be. As he said, “The energy doesn’t end at the hands. I want such intensity that it feels like light is streaming from every finger.”
That energy, that light, cannot be planned. I can dance with my mind all I want, but it’s not until I reach in and relax into the space between the thoughts that my dance with life comes alive, that the “light” or Spirit, streams from my being.
As it is with dance, so it is with music. It is the space between the notes, the space between the movements that perfects the dance. It is that state of mind that knows there is nothing more perfect than the moment in time when there is no time. Timing really is everything.
So today, I dance with myself. I watch and pay attention to the dance emerging in my head. I ask myself – am I dancing joy or tragedy, am I dancing towards something, or away, and I make my choice accordingly.
And when I reach that point of inner stillness, when my mind is dancing with Love, dancing with the Divine, I recognize my own perfection and am at peace.
And so I dance.