I have loved dancing all my life. I feel like it’s always just been a part of my psyche, despite that being rather unsubstantiated by evidence.
But, I quit doing it a few years ago when it began to feel routine and like I was never achieving my goals. I wanted to show the music and I was just doing the same twirl, with no ideas of what else to do.
Watching Autumn Miller dance Survive by Madilyn Bailey kickstarted my idea to try again.
Oh, and when I mean I like to dance, I mean I put on some pop song or Lindsey Stirling, turned it up, and gyrated like a mad woman.
Yup. That’s my style of dance.
The other side that I guess I should explain is that I actually did get a lot of dance classes when I was young, and in a variety of styles, and even though they’re from when I was toddling about seem to have effected me long since.
Anyways. Yesterday, I took my 4th adult dance class. Yahhh!! 😀 It’s in contemperary dance, and I’m so glad I gave it a shot. I’m loving it.
Yesterday, the partner assignment was to team up, and tap each other, and the person would need to initiate movement from the body part tapped.
You could hear the nervous tittering of the class as we considered being touched by a stranger. “But you’ll get oddly into it!!” our teacher said. “You will.”
We gave it a shot, and my partner said she’d go first being tapped. Or maybe I asked her to, I don’t remember. XD
Sure enough, as the teacher said, I got into it. I was running circles around my partner, watching out for swinging arms, calculating when and what to touch next to go with her dance but also shake it up.
Then it was time to switch.
I was excited. It did sound fun, and it was completely improv. I could do this right?
She tapped me and I began moving, when the second tap came, I knew I was in trouble.
She’d tapped my right shoulder blade. I could feel my brain launch out of my skull and birds-eye-view my body. “Shoulder blade shoulder blade. That’s connected to the. The uh. The uh.” I froze.
How do I move that part of my body? What even is that part of my body?
She tapped again. I froze again.
This continued. My brain freezing. Me moving the opposite limb. Chuckling in embarrasment. Trying to explain that I have absolutely no control over my body most days. Her saying “It’s okay it’s okay!”
Finally, I just collapsed. Or gave up. I can’t remember.
You know what she said?
Wait, that was good? I was trying to give up. I just decided I cannot do this anymore. I’m so embarassed and nobody knows why! And at that moment I did what was apparently my best work. XD I did a brand new move. The move of defeat. But no one else figured that’s what it was.
It still makes me chuckle.
We mercifully finished that portion of the exercise, and moved on to the next one. I just wanted to get it over with, but my partner was already in place, so I didn’t say anything and she danced first.
The second exercise was to start (and stay) on the floor as we danced to the tap with our eyes closed. Also to keep our partner out of harms way if they were on a collision path.
I once again ran around my partner, tapping where I could. Again her dance was beautiful and expressive.
Then it was my turn.
To back up, let me explain WHY I couldn’t understand what to do when she tapped me. Or rather the only knowledge I have on the subject. While I’m not totally rot at doing stuff and can pull some neat moves out of my bag, in general I’m very un-body-aware, like most people of my personality type – (Intuitive Feelers or Feelers Perceivers or some mix like that).
We discovered the acuteness of this one day at P.E. when I was being taught a strength-move. And I didn’t know how to even activate that muscle. So, you see? That came into play.
So anyways, I set on the ground, and my partner taps me and I start moving, and then I have to remind myself that I’m to stay seated, and I move back down, and I twirl, and reach, and then it’s time. It was easier, but I still felt like I messed up a lot. Not having to stand seemed to help, but I definitely didn’t feel like I’d done anything different from the standing part of the exercise.
The teacher called time, and she asked feedback, as she does every exercise. Usually just one person speaks. I was slightly surprised to hear that the one person this time was my partner, but startled when I heard her subject matter.
“I can’t speak for me,” she said, “But I can speak for my partner here.”
Wait, what? I was an uncoordinated sea-cow with a bad case of mind-lock no one can help. I was giggling and apologizing and saying “ow” when I hit my ankle. What could you PoSSibly find to talk about from me?
“When we did the sitting one, with our eyes closed,” she turned to me “your movements were so fluid and pretty. Always try and dance like you have your eyes closed, because it makes such a difference.”
Did I mention I was stunned? Well I was. I still am! She said much more but I can’t remember because I could hardly believe she was talking about me. But it was so super encouraging.
So, I’d just like to be here to tell you that when you feel like you are super-failing and hopeless, you may not be! 🙂 And when you can say something like this to someone else it may make such a giant difference in their day – or their destiny. ❤ I’m so much more encouraged to continue this journey keep trying dancing now – Now that I know some small part of me can. XD I mean, that’s actually like the MOTTO of the studio… so I don’t know why I didn’t really believe it before, it’s why I felt so encouraged to go but… But, I didn’t know I was already kinda maybe capable. :0
So speak it when you have it and flail if that’s all you got. It will help. 😀
Uncoordinated sea cow out. 😉