DANCING FOR MYSELF!

I’ve never been one of those “I am woman hear me roar” ladies. Everyone should be equal; boy, girl, animal, mineral, we’re all living creatures that bleed the same color blood, feeling the same hurt and pride. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not burning my bra or tossing my spanx just yet but I don’t look at the two sexes as separate entities. Women are women and men are men, together we are human. That’s my story and I’m sticking with it, at least until my next belly dancing class. Never to be the conventional one, I started taking belly dance class as a fun alternative to the basic exercise grind. Little did I know that I would be awakening a whole new powerful being within myself! For the first time within my life I can say I feel like a truly sensual woman. My powerful, Goddess from within radiates from every shimmy, shake and snake-arm. Pure Beauty!!! Many believe that belly dancing is intended as a sexual presentation of the body. It’s not. The dance form is intended to be pure feminine expression of power and beauty. Of course, I’d be lying if I told you it doesn’t get my husband’s blood pumping. Then again, simply walking across the room has the same effect on him, but I digress. I encourage every one of all shapes and sizes and abilities to seek out their own class. If you don’t think it’s for you check out the following website: http://www.wickedlocal.com/kingston/fun/entertainment/x1434775297/Dancing-for-themselves.
Click on the YouTube link and see for yourselves. Can you guess which one I am? Hint…Grace is not my middle name. I’m certainly not very good! I don’t care! I dance for myself! I dance like no one is watching! I dance from the heart! You can Too!!!

~ NAMASTE ~