Dancing Words

Shoes, Buzz, & Family

Sneakers are the new heel. That’s per my daughter, who had a fall formal last week.

“Dancin’ Shoes ‘n Dresses!”

Worming through middle school isn’t easy. Still, the “worm” won the dance circle! Bro’s been at it since 5th grade graduation.

“Agility!”

“More ballet, less MMA!” That’s what my pro-bono tennis coach court beside me yelled. LOL😆 I’ve amped up my game over the last 6 months, but am still working on rhythm.

“Wise Coaches from the Adjacent Court!”

Misty Copeland here I come. The ballet iconoclast just retired last week. Copeland broke ground as the first black woman principal dancer (highest position) at the American Ballet Theater. “She’s very small, she’s petite, but onstage she just unfolds into this large-scale presence.” That’s how dance critic Sarah Kaufman described Copeland’s expressive art.

Dance is communication. Just ask the bees. Scout bees look for new nesting sites for the swarm. They DANCE to show the distance and direction to the site upon return. This dance language, of the bees rocking their bodies back and forth, is called Tanzsprache.

Courtesy: “The Technological Republic”, Alexander Karp

Special language proves genuine. Perhaps that’s one reason experts now recommend a family “code word”. It’s goal is to filter out what is real and what is fake. AI can impersonate you on video (facetime), and in voice. To verify authenticity, ask for the pre-set code word. In an age when AI and imitation run rampant, I’m convinced it’s a prudent practice.

“Living choreography shares understanding.”

Sandra Shaw

Dancing wisdom! That’s what the scriptures speak of in Proverbs. “Even before one mountain had been sculpted or one hill raised up, I was already there, dancing!” (8:25/TPT) This passage explains that God possessed wisdom even before He created the universe. That is OG authenticity. It’s my experience that that when we connect with flow, wisdom transforms.

Even in quantum physics, it’s the “weak force” where transformation occurs. Wisdom is the relax on the racquet grip, the deep breath, the audacious mover, the tiny fierceness that redefines who belongs. It connects the universe as a honeycomb. True words, hopeful words, float atop humanity’s hexagonal pattern with an eternal dance. Let loose, and let live this week! 😃 

 

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