Campfyre Stories

It’s such a subjective term.  The first thought that probably comes to most minds is the act of physical dance, gyrating to a soul-moving beat, but for me, it goes so much beyond that.

Dancing is the ultimate metaphor.  It is often used to describe certain conversational aspects (dancing around a subject) but it can also be used to indicate romantic or sexual overtures or even to describe more mundane things.  I think that playing music can be a dance.  It’s a dance of your fingers over the fretboards or your dancing voice, trilling up and down the scale.  Dancing can be the simple act of walking down the street in time to an imaginary rhythm.

I believe I dance in everything I do.  I believe that dance is what life is all about.  The gyrations, the definition, none of that matters, it’s all about living your life as if each dance was your last, so throw yourself into it.  Dance with a partner or dance in the corner alone, we are all always dancing, dancing together, even when we don’t even realize it.

Take a minute to think about your life.  Think about every majestic thing that you take for granted.  Think about what it means to you when you see joy dance in the eyes of someone you love.  Think about what dances you perform every day of your life.

Defining dance serves only to limit each one of us, to lock us into a mundane point of view that doesn’t allow for dance to permeate our lives.

Dance your life to the fullest.  Dance in your dreams, dance in your step and dance to whatever music you hear. 

But don’t limit yourself to thinking that dancing means structure or that it has to mean gyrations because that lack of structure, the truth in the word, the ultimate metaphor, that, my friends, is truly the meaning of life.

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