Two days ago, I wrote about a dream I had about dancing, which included my doing some very amazing kicks.
I’ve also written posts about letting go of self-consciousness this year, as I’ve been singing out loud — and even dancing a little — while listening to music in public. Nothing too outrageous, mind you. But it’s been freeing to realize that other people don’t notice, so much, if I vocalize or step out a little.
Yesterday morning was a particularly beautiful day. I had some extra time for my walk to work, so I took my detour, along the banks of a little river.
Some pret-ty danceable music kept playing in my headphones on the way. I really wanted to get into it, dancing-wise, more exuberantly than I ever had before in public — but I still felt a little self conscious about this. Luckily, while “It Keeps You Running” by the Doobie Brothers was playing, the coast was pretty clear in front of me (everybody was facing away):
And nobody was there, in back of me:
So I had no compunction, at all, in doing some dance moves.
I really started to get into it, doing some side steps, some kicks, and even a grapevine or two. I had memories of dancing in my basement to musicals, when I was a kid.
I passed some geese, but they didn’t seem to care.
Geese to the right of me, geese to the left of me, all indifferent to my moves.
Then, as Michael Franks’s bouncy tune “Eggplant” started playing in my headphones, I noticed a lot of human traffic ahead.
Oh, no! I thought. I guess I’ll have to cut back on my kicking when I get close to that heavily trafficked bridge.
However, by the time I crossed that bridge, nobody else was on it. Also, the view from the bridge was nice enough to distract anybody away from my antics:
Lots of beautiful distraction, everywhere:
And when I got to the other side, the surrounding population was sparse again, making it easy to kick it, without concern.
I had so much fun walking/dancing to “Eggplant” as I continued along.
While there were waves of people moving by, they were always in the distance and not looking in my direction. They were focused on getting to work (or wherever else they were heading).
Then, when I reached this point in my walk …
I realized that, in order to get to work on time, I had to keep moving forwards — deliberately, consistently, and quickly. In other words, I had to stop sashaying and really start hoofing it. One of my favorite tunes of all time, “Hard Eights” by Lyle Mays, kicked in right then. Now, THAT’s a song that always energizes and propels me.
So, I flew to work, keeping pace with the music, and with some delight on my face. On my way, there were lots of people on the sidewalk to weave around.
Which I did, with a modicum of grace. (At least, no collisions.) I got to work in plenty of time, too.
Thanks for steppin’ along side with me today.
And, if you want to check out “Eggplant” (perhaps for a little personal kicking), here it is: