Grateful For Dancing

The world can seem so messed up and hopeless and frustrating.  I get angry.  I get struck down with despair.  I feel overwhelmed with the pain of others, with feeling helpless, with anxiety and fear.  But I refuse to stay there.  I read, I talk, I listen, I breathe and listen some more.  I work hard to understand, if possible.  And then I write articles or blog posts, I volunteer, I write letters, make calls, educate, tell stories, go to meetings, I vote...I do something/anything to help create change and encourage compassion.

I also find joy wherever I can.  A joke, a movie, a friend, my kids and dancing.  Dancing is my release, my joy, my ridiculous but freeing act of resilience in bad times and in good times.

And for that, I am so god damn grateful.
I hope that this holiday, and everyday, you dance.

This past week I took my dancing outside my kitchen and into a job interview and the streets.  
Check it out and I hope my ridiculousness brings you some joy in this messed up, painful, beautiful world.

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