Actively seeking Joy in life as a defense against depression has been important to me. I can’t just wait for it to appear, or wait for myself to “feel” different. No, no – I have to search for it in all circumstances in every way possible and hold onto it. This week I’m reminded of something that causes immense joy to rise up in me. Dancing.
I’m not talking about foot-tapping, or bouncing, or swaying to the beat. There’s nothing lacking in those things if that’s what I want to do. I’m referring to the wild, sweaty, breathless abandonment to music that shakes and pushes me from the inside. A complete envelopment and the appearance of losing my mind!
I remembered that I used to dance that way as a child and into my teens. Once I “grew up” and became a responsible adult with Important Things to care about, that activity became less frequent until it stopped completely. It lay forgotten under the pile of cares, issues, and activities of the years that rolled by.
My musician husband has an extensive library of music from all over the world. This week during one of those playlist concerts, I gave in to the urge to let it all loose. I lost my mind to the enjoyment of the music. What bliss!
You’ve all seen the memes saying “Dance like no one is watching” and other such nuggets of wisdom, right? I would pretty much bet my life that no one can stay down in the dumps while dancing their heart out! Ron was thrilled at the smile on my face, and I know my 51 year old mind and body benefited from the workout.
That’s my heartfelt holiday gift to you, no matter what your circumstance or emotional climate. Close the curtains if you must, crank up the music that moves you most, and dance your heart out!
Merry Christmas with much love,