She Sparkles As She Moves

Last night my partner and I went to the first ballroom dance of the year, the Harvest Swing. This is the first time in over 20 years that I have attended a ballroom dance, so I was quite nervous. And then, as we begin to Rumba, I completely forgot most of what I had been taught. Doesn't that just bug you when that happens? It used to happen when I would get nervous about a final exam in University. I would sit down to write the exam and the exam paper would go blank right before my eyes! It was as though I really didn't want to be there, so I blanked out the paper itself instead of not having the answers in my head. This time though, I was really wanting to be there and to have some fun on the dance floor. Then suddenly all I could remember of the Rumba was the box step. Pretty remedial. And the more I watched the other dancers to pick up on what they were doing, the more my body just wanted to stand there and watch. So I focused on doing a really great box step!

The good thing about this dance thing is that they only have about 2 of the same kind of dance in a row and then they have 2 of something else. So if you are really struggling there is plenty of opportunity to do something else. Cha cha was great. A couple of times I sat one out and watched as my Love danced with someone else. She absolutely sparkles when she dances. This is not just the sparkles on the sequins on her skirt, this is the sparkles in her eyes and in the energy all around her. It tickled me to watch her dance. It also inspired me to become a much better dancer. Oh, and this morning as I woke up I remembered how to do the open break in the Rumba! There is progress, delayed as it is!

Blessed Be

Trent

www.deerhornshamanic.com

Slow,slow,quick,quick,slow

It does indeed take two.....to Tango, that is! This week I learned the basic steps of the Tango and I discovered it to be one of my favorite dances! Now, understand that the Cha Cha and the Salsa are extremely cool, and that the Rhumba is pretty much the vertical expression of the horizontal desire, but none seem to hold a candle to the Tango. I get to be sensual and stuck up all at the same time. When we do the "promenade" and are walking through the steps, it looks a bit like a stallion is strutting his stuff. You know the type, preening his long gorgeous mane and all as he canters over, sticks his nose up in the air, and then kicks sand in your face as he gallops away, only to stop, turn and look back at you as if to say, "Am I not the most amazingly beautiful stud you have ever seen?"

Or perhaps this is too much information. Anyway, I had a blast last night and am very much looking forward to the first dance of the year and further classes.

In the meantime, I have discovered something else....the art of Chinese torture in the form of a buzzing sound that comes out of our return air vent in the bathroom every 2 minutes and 45 seconds. I believe my words to the caretakers where something to the effect of, "It is driving me frickin' mental, so please, for the love of God,could you find out what is making that noise and make it stop!!" After laughing at my dramatics, I was told that the folks who were working on the roof probably did something with the vent and that they would be back today to finish the job, so she would let them know about it and have them change whatever they had done so that the noise would stop. I am looking forward to some peace and quiet...eventually.

I am also looking forward to the drumming circle this evening. I am leading a Waxing Moon Cerremony,where we will be able to activate within ourselves the many things that we want to accomplish over the next month. And on top of that, we get to jam!

Blessed Be

Trent

www.deerhornshamanic.com