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Best Things in Life #11 – Dancing

March 11, 2015 By Elaine Gray

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If you are endowed with the ability to hear the beat and rhythm of music then you are capable of enjoying one of the most exciting experiences of human movement – dancing.    Dance is just as ancient as the human race and has been an integral part of our rituals, social events, and spiritual gatherings.   Dance remains one of the most expressive ways that we communicate with one another.

I love dance.   In my youth, I won a few freestyle dance contests and a talent show.   As a teenager, I recall dancing every single day after my chores were done.    I could dance alone, with a partner, or with a group of friends.   At the high school dances my partner and I were always one of the first couples on the floor.   When the music started I could not keep still as there was such freedom in “moving” to the music.   As a young woman, the ability to dance was a prerequisite for all date candidates and the prelude to some very sensual moments.

Then, life happened.   I met someone I really cared about but he did not express himself with dance.  I stopped dancing.   In fact, dancing became a very distant memory for many years as I navigated through motherhood and career.   It slipped away so silently that I did not notice it was gone because of the busy-ness of my life.

Then, I entered into the empty nest phase.   I met someone who brought dance back into my life.  I had all the time to become reacquainted with the freedom and sensuality of it again.   As that old saying goes – it IS better the second time around.

Just to name a few memorable dancing experiences – I have danced the Salsa (Mambo & Merengue) in Miami, Puerto Rico, Santo Domingo, Aruba, and Acapulco.   I have danced the traditional dance of Welcome with the Tlingit Natives in their Beaver Clan House in Ketchikan, Alaska.   I have attempted to hula dance at the Luau Kapolei and the Polynesian Cultural Center in Oahu; and  standing near a waterfall on the road to Hana in Maui.   I still have the Tango to accomplish in Buenos Aires before I can call it quits.

Dancing is happiness.   One of my recurring fond moments is when I am traveling with my sister.   At some point during our time together she will stand in front of a mirror in our hotel room or cruise cabin and dance to the music in her head.     This is when I know she is at her happiest moment.  I always laugh and join her.

Here are some video clips of some happy Salsa dancers.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_xwl_y5uT44

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZHIQULn-MI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vjSClEqdInw

QUESTION(S):

Can you dance?

Do you like to dance?

When was the last time you danced?

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Filed Under: Creative Arts, Cultural, Dating, Health and Fitness, Music, Relationships, Travel Tagged With: Alaska, Aruba, Dance, Hula, Ketchikan, Luau Kapolei, Mambo, Maui, Merengue, Miami, Oahu, Polynesian Cultural Center, Puerto Rico, Road to Hana, Salsa, Santo Domingo

Love Poem #11 – “My Loves” by Langston Hughes

February 27, 2015 By Elaine Gray

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I love to see the big white moon,

A shining in the sky;

I love to see the little stars,

When the shadow clouds go by.

 

I love the rain drops falling,

On my roof-top in the night;

I love the soft wind’s sighing,

Before the dawn’s gray light.

 

I love the deepness of the blue,

In my Lord’s heaven above;

But better than all these things I think,

I love my lady love.

 

Comment:

The beautiful imagery of this poem speaks to the deep feelings of a great love.

We should all be so lucky.

 

QUESTION(S)

What do you think about the imagery in this poem?

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Love Poem #10 – “The Ring” by Langston Hughes

February 25, 2015 By Elaine Gray

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Love is the master of the ring
And life a circus tent.
What is this silly song you sing?
Love is the master of the ring.

I am afraid!
Afraid of Love
And of Love’s bitter whip!
Afraid,
Afraid of Love
And Love’s sharp, stinging whip.

What is this silly song you sing?
Love is the master of the ring.

 

Comment:

The fear of loving and losing gives the emotion dominion over your psyche.   However, is it fear or love that is the ruler?

QUESTION(S):

Do you have any fears about the emotion of LOVE?

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Love Poem #9 – “Juke Box Love Song” by Langston Hughes

February 23, 2015 By Elaine Gray

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I could take the Harlem night
and wrap around you,
Take the neon lights and make a crown,
Take the Lenox Avenue busses,
Taxis, subways,
And for your love song tone their rumble down.
Take Harlem’s heartbeat,
Make a drumbeat,
Put it on a record, let it whirl,
And while we listen to it play,
Dance with you till day–
Dance with you, my sweet brown Harlem girl.

I really like this love poem because it gives me a glimpse into life in Renaissance Harlem of the 1920’s.  As an artist/writer, it would have been wonderful to be a part of that period – creating and loving in Renaissance Harlem.

For this poem, I imagine the poet lover is young with an energetic love for the woman he refers to in this poem.    We all should have a lover to serenade us with this juke box love song.

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Love Poem #8 – “Lament over Love” by Langston Hughes

February 20, 2015 By Elaine Gray

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I hope my child’ll
Never love a man.
I say I hope my child’ll
Never love a man.
Love can hurt you
Mo’n anything else can.

I’m goin’ down to the river
An’ I ain’t goin’ there to swim;
Down to the river,
Ain’t goin’ there to swim.
My true love’s left me
And I’m goin’ there to think about him.

Love is like whiskey,
Love is like red, red wine.
Love is like whiskey,
Love is sweet red wine.
If you want to be happy
You got to love all the time.

I’m goin’ up in a tower
Tall as a tree is tall,
Up in a tower
Tall as a tree is tall.
Gonna think about my man—
And let my fool-self fall.

Comments:

This is obviously the rantings of a heart-broken, drunken woman who I hope slept it off and woke up to realize that it was HIS lost.

QUESTION(S)

What are your thoughts about this poem?

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