For a while, I was in residential treatment for my depression, and that was where I was introduced to Middle Eastern dancing. I kid you not, in between How to Breathe classes, and Motivation to Shower, was the “dancing” group. And, if you know me, you know that I’m the LAST person to get up and do anything in front of people, especially jiggle around. But when the nurses are dragging you into this very soothing Arabic rhythm, and looking loonier than you are, it just does something. I remember this group being quite a breath of fresh air in all my sadness.
This morning, wondering whether it was the dancing or the drugs that were fun, I looked for belly dancing videos. I did most of the 4 parts of this, and let me tell you, it is fun and beautiful.
Also, I need to tell you, I look just like this plus my jeans, naked toddler, pouting preschooler, and … er… a glow.
Give it a try! Pleeeeeeaaaaaaase. Join the ranks of the nutty and dancing.
For a while, I was in residential treatment for my depression, and that was where I was introduced to Middle Eastern dancing. I kid you not, in between How to Breathe classes, and Motivation to Shower, was the “dancing” group. And, if you know me, you know that I’m the LAST person to get up and do anything in front of people, especially jiggle around. But when the nurses are dragging you into this very soothing Arabic rhythm, and looking loonier than you are, it just does something. I remember this group being quite a breath of fresh air in all my sadness.
This morning, wondering whether it was the dancing or the drugs that were fun, I looked for belly dancing videos. I did most of the 4 parts of this, and let me tell you, it is fun and beautiful.
Also, I need to tell you, I look just like this plus my jeans, naked toddler, pouting preschooler, and … er… a glow.
Give it a try! Pleeeeeeaaaaaaase. Join the ranks of the nutty and dancing.