Dancing_ 3.23.20
I woke to the sounds of Earth making a stir.
Birds chirped out my window. The wind blew. Cars began to warm up and moved about.
When I woke, my mind already stirred. Per usual, going into the “To-Do’s” for the day, past experiences, etc. It’s in that next 6 minutes that my mind completely dove into an anxious state. It only took 6 minutes before a subtle panic happens after I wake. Wild, right? But I pray in gratitude and know I’m entering a new and blessed day.
I’m not sure if anybody experiences this clip of anxiety first thing in the morning, but it’s natural that our minds go back to thinking about the past when the past is something we can no longer revisit. I pondered for the next 5 minutes before I wake, washed my face, and went into the first activity for the day — meditation — to ease my mind before I planned my day.
Meditation. Breathwork. A sip of coffee. (Coffee’s soooo good right now while writing this.)
One thing I tried this week during quarantine was new.
I was alone. I had an hour gap in my afternoon. I usually leave this extra ‘hour’ in the day for play — anything I can do to take myself out of sitting in front of my laptop.
I was sifting through IG Lives, which were many, and none seemed to attract me. And then I fell upon Sahara Rose’s Live. She was going on a tangent about how everybody is complaining about being inside when truly it was a time for everybody to reset, restore, and recharge. People aren’t thinking about how they play a factor :(
Anyway, she was like, “so today we’re trying something new… a shamanic shake.” I was like, “shamanic shake? wtf is that?” all while giving her positive comments in her Live because whew, was she ON ONE. She was damn passionate about reframing our experience in quarantine. It should be a time of reflection, she said!
At that point, I’m like alright, cool, shamanic shake, no problem. Idk what the hell that is, but I’m in quarantine. Why not? So I get up and follow her instructions.
Shamanic shake is a dance that I’m quite intrigued by after this one experience. She was explaining how animals in the wild shake all the time and it’s how they release all their energy and it only made sense that we try that, since we’re ‘animals’, too. We were brought up so conditioned by society that we feel judged for doing something as wild as the ‘shamanic shake’.
So I did. I got up and started shaking all over, looking a fool while doing it, and laughing by the end. I felt like I was in a circle of hype, dancing, shaking and moving with no music or rhythms playing. Making noise I wouldn’t normally make. Moving my shoulders, tapping my foot, shaking my head as if I was at a show. I also had my windows open so I’m sure my neighbors were like… WTF is she doing LMFAO.
But for some reason, I heard drums. And there were no drums. Weird, right?
After my shamanic two-step, I stopped and paused in ‘mountain pose’. Smiling, my entire body was tingling, my energy moving up and down, to wit's end.
I felt alive. And that was the point.
WAY TO GO, SAHARA.
So, are you guys dancing yet?
