“Dance” by Geo Davis (Source: Midlife Crisis Postponed)
Sometimes I can dance for hours with total abandon. A true trance. Processing. Exorcising. Recovering.
Advance to
trance because
it’s remedy.Let it go,
feel the flow,
fast, then slow.
(Source: Dance Trance)
Dance can be such a total commitment (or no commitment at all!) and a profoundly visceral and immersive act. It’s a way to wrestle the beast without damaging yourself, without damaging others. It’s a writing argument fought out in the most physical and cathartic of terms.
“The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance.”
— Alan W. Watts (Author of The Way of Zen)
“Dance Trance” is a reminder to plunge in. Wrestle. Embrace. Yield. And often this works in some mysterious way to help sort out the heart and soul and eventually even the words.
An earlier version of this post appeared on 40×41: Midlife Crisis Postponed and the poem, “Dance Trance”, was included in Midlife Crisis Postponed. Listen to a recording of the full poem below.
I’m curious if you’ve experienced dancing as a sort of therapy/remedy. What’s your experience?