Tonight, a very good dancer told me, ‘I love watching you dance… you’re just so… free…’
It was an extreme compliment, coming from a very good dancer, but it also had me wonder why she selected the words she did, specifically “free”.
I’ve never had anyone come up with a reasonable descriptor for describing my dancing, but, the more I think about it, the more her words seem to make sense to me.
I don’t necessarily feel free when I am dancing…
However, I do dance with abandon and I let all rules and judgements just fall away from me, because they have no place in dancing for me (at least, not anymore, though they did for a little while, back in the day).
I don’t even give most concerns a thought, let alone my attention.
So, while I don’t necessarily experience being “free” while dancing, I suppose it can be seen as being similar to the concept of there being a “free from”, a “free of”, and a “free to” in life… different types of freedom to experience.
And my dancing freedom is not so much a ‘free to do as I please’ freedom, as it is a ‘free from constraints’ freedom.
Anyway… thoughts tonight…