Tuesday, October 28, 2008

The Heart Of Life

Sometimes I feel as though the only thing holding me together is music. Every once in a while I just need to snap out of a funk I get in and the only thing that seems to do the trick is music. It has the power to evoke such strong emotions out of me; joy, sadness, anger, passion, peacefulness, thought. It also almost always makes me want to dance. There's something about the combination of the two that gives me new strength, new perspective. I remember the one thing I always looked forward to in high school was going to dance class. The place that combined my two loves. We all used to sing along to the music and our teacher would scold us. But I always felt happy there. I could leave my troubles at the door, get any weight off my chest in there and leave it behind. I miss it so much because as much as I still listen to music, I dont dance to it as much, and I'm not required to twice a week. And with life rushing by I feel I dont spend enough time to "stop and smell the roses" as they say. In my opinion, those roses are music. They're the sweet smell that lifts my heart and remind me of the small, but good things in life. There are only a handful of people in the world who I believe think of music and/or dance like this. And as weird as it may sound, listening to music after a long day or when I'm in a funk is like bliss to me. I'm the sort of person that if it was socially acceptable would belt songs at the top of my lungs and dance to them with friends in public, just because we can. It's funny because I feel like an 80's movie saying things like that, but I just love it. I mean I could do it now...but seriously how would you look at me? ... exactly. Plus, as much fun as it is to do that with friends, not all of them understand the power behind it. Sometimes I feel so alone in the world because no one understands my love of music and dance. Even those in the music and dance industry. It makes me feel sad because I think of how much everyone else is missing out, and yet at the end of the day I'm the weird one...I'm the girl no one understands and I'm the one who feels left out and alone. So I stick to my music and I dance in my apartment alone. Someday I'm sure I'll find others who are as passionate about music and dance as me, but for now my heart remains loyal to music alone.

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