Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Pretty Good Dancer

If you had been looking for me last night, you would have found me on the dance floor in a historic round barn on the grounds of the beautiful Ojo Caliente Hot Springs---way past my bedtime. The band was so smart a playing danceable covers that around 9:30 pm, when I was feeling tired, I couldn't help but keep grooving.

I'm a pretty good dancer, but last night around 10 pm, I noticed myself starting to feel rather unfocused and my moves seriously started to suffer. Soon I realized that in my sleepy state I had started to focus too much on the way other people were dancing. Seriously needing to turn the beat around, I zoned back in on the music and got back on the boogie.

It's not like all of a sudden I was an island onto myself, we were all still hustlin' together. But we were also all doing our own thing. Kinda like when we "om" together at the beginning or the end of yoga class. In omming, it's important to hear your voice just as much as you hear everybody else's; to achieve that balance you give voice and listen evenly and at the same time.

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