I dance because it’s scary
Sometimes getting back up on the dancefloor can be terrifying.
If I’ve had a really bad dance, if nothing seems to be working, if I’ve been taking up loads of room and kicking people in the ankles, it can be really hard to put all that behind me and ask someone for a dance.
What gets me back up is the memory of all the Great dances I’ve had: I’ve done it before, I can do it again. The evening usually recovers, along with my confidence.
As in dance, so in life, and where better to learn that life-lesson than in a safe and friendly environment, surrounded by friends and with a kick-ass soundtrack?
Duncan
