Tonight, we dance

It had been a long time since I danced. I told a friend the other day that I danced by myself... I don't think he completely understood. Salsa? Alone?

I recall blogging about the power of dance a while ago. Maybe it was on my Xanga. Either way, I've always danced. As long as I can remember. Tonight, I put in a CD that I hadn't listened to in years. I used to dance to it. Back in high school. I'd put it in my little black boombox and twirl and leap in the tiny space that was my bedroom. It sounds silly but people who understand know what I'm talking about. It's as freeing as singing. It's like flying. It's something inside that just Must Come Out. People who don't understand won't ever, sadly. Unless they find it in themselves.

Loreena McKennit. That's who I danced to tonight. I lit some candles, cleared some space, and let it out until I was heaving on the floor. Often, I end my dancing in tears. But not tonight.

Tonight, I danced to my future. I danced to the couple who saw the house today and who txt'd me back and want to rent it. I danced to my future apartment with Aimee. I danced to my future dancer's figure. I danced to my future with Target. I danced to my future...

God is good and He fits everything together. I can't tell you what magic it is. I can't tell you how it works. I just know that it does.

Amen to that.