Today April 29th is International Dance Day.
I enjoy watching people dance. It is magical to see people effortlessly glide across a dance floor, or dancers performing intricate choreographed moves of a ballet. The national dance of a country can inspire a sense of belonging.
I still am mesmerised when I watch a film with Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire. So many musicals have wonderful dance sequences and usually I am left just dumb struck after watching them.
Let me tell you a story. Many moons ago I attended a dance workshop. A London West End choreographer was taking the workshop. The workshop was based around the musical “The Boyfriend”. The first day was difficult in fact that was an understatement. It was impossible but I persevered. First thing on the second morning we were divided up. I was put into a group which started to work on the very first dance we had learnt. The steps were modified but the work rate was still intense. It was exhausting but exhilarating when finally we were able to get through the dance routine. However, as the day finished I was taken aside and the choreographer told me that I epitomised the term “two left feet”.
Naturally I was disappointed but truth be told I knew that although I had the rhythm in my head for some unknown reason it never quite reached my feet. I think it is knowing that my dancing is pretty terrible that I am in awe when I see spectacular dance moves or see a couple effortlessly gliding around a dance floor. I also know that what seems effortless is in fact many hundred of hours of practice and more practise.
Knowing that technically I can’t dance doesn’t prevent me from dancing in the kitchen when a certain piece of music comes on the radio. Or when that foot tapping music starts which just invites one to dance.
Dance – Poem by Tatianna Rei Moonshadow
I’ll dance all night
I’ll dance the pain away
I’ll dance until the morning sun
Graces us with day
I’ll dance until I’m numb
Until I don’t feel anymore
I’ll dance until I’m gone
And don’t remember what I’m dancing for
I’ll dance until you love me
I’ll dance the rest of my life
I’ll dance until you return
By the moon’s gentle light
I’ll dance to the music
Of my shattering heart
I’ll dance until it doesn’t hurt
As you tear me apart