Dance Therapy

"The use of dance as a therapeutic tool is founded in the idea that body and mind are completely integrated. While the relationship between the mind and body is constantly being explored, theorised and discussed, the whole area certainly highlights the ingenuity of the creation and masterpiece in the human being."

"The theory underlying dance therapy is that body movement reflects the inner state of the human, and that by moving the body within a guided therapeutic setting, a healing process begins. Emerging inner conflicts and issues from the unconscious to the consciousness of the person are addressed on all levels - physically, emotionally, mentally and spiritually. Seeking the full integration of mind and body, and bringing harmony between all the aforementioned levels of the human being is what dance therapy is all about (Evelyn Defina, Head of Dance, Wesley Institute for Ministry & the Arts)."

This is a good segway into the day that I had yesterday. The day was going ok, still attempting to adjust to a quiet, little to do, job. I attempted to keep my mind busy all day yesterday in hopes of not overthinking the world or overanalyzing myself into a coma. For the most part, I did pretty well! It's interesting having a lot of downtime to yourself during the day, I have been learning and exploring different parts of myself and my life, things I love and things I could do without. It is an interesting process, and an incredible opportunity to take a deep breath, learn patience and practice being in the moment. My day ended as planned at 4:30 yesterday, and I was all geared up to do some grocery shopping and head to dance for the first time in a number of weeks. I was excited to begin the rest of my day, only to walk out to the pouring rain and discover that my car had been towed from the street. Trying to stay calm and out of the rubble of my own misery, I proceed to dump my day and my feelings onto my mother, my brother and my loving boyfriend. Nice, right? My apologies to those. After an hour of debacle, I reached my car and paid my $93 to get my car on back on the road. I was so angry that a tow man could ruin the rest of my day, and decided to still venture to dance class after sitting in about an hour of traffic and convincing myself there would be no parking because of the Celtics game. But sure enough, God threw me a bone and there was parking all over the place! The rain kept people away, just in time for me to make my 6pm dance class. In class, all was peaceful. Mind, body and soul. I sweated out every ounce of anger, every negative thought, everything that had entered my path in the day and I used my soul for good and poured myself onto the floor. Moments and days like yesterday remind me never to forget to do what you love.