Recently, I’ve been reminded of the magic of dance.

Last week, I talked to a mandala artist for a writing assignment. Our conversations revolved around life and how he sees it as a dance. When he referred to it as “a Dance called Life,” I was reminded of my first ever blog, also titled “this Dance called Life”, that I set it up in 2004 – the early days of blogging. (It’s actually still up and running on this massive world wide web. So if you’re intrigued, I welcome you to find it :D.)

A few days ago, I went to watch a performance put up by my old dance mates – these are the girls that I learned ballet with from the age of 5 – 14 or 15. They put up a performance as a tribute to my late teacher in the theater I performed many many times when I was young. Watching the performance brought back so many memories.

Life reminded me of my love for dance and how I relate to things through my body and movement. Movement has been an integral part of my life that has taught me so many lessons.

My early ballet classes really taught me about discipline and hard work. The early performances taught me to breathe and calm the nerves, step into the lights and perform like no one is watching. It also taught me to let go and completely trust my body to remember every movement.

Later in LASALLE, I learned about being part of the company and that dance is really a group effort. A dancer who is technically brilliant is not going to look good on stage if he/she doesn’t match the group’s energy.

I’ve also experienced so many magical moments on stage. There were many times when excitement and higher forces just took over and I became the movement and the character. There were moments where the energy of my dance mates and I became one and I could sense everyone on stage as we move together as one.

And for me, life is really one big dance.

Living is about following the inertia of the movement, allowing the energy to finish its extension before pulling the movement to go into a different direction.

There are a lot of allegros as well as adagios in life. We just have to follow the pace and be flexible.

There are many moments where you have to get on stage and step into the light, despite how nerve-wrecking it feels. There are moments when you have to wait backstage cause no matter how eager you are, it’s really not your turn yet.

We’re all really connected as one big company. Physicality doesn’t stop the connection. One person excelling is not going to make the whole thing look better. With each of our expertise, we have to move as one company. And the energy we put up, affects others.

And that there’s so much we can learn from our body if we just listen to it.

So, You, if you never dance, give it a try. If you have been dancing, never stop.

I haven’t been taking classes lately cause I just haven’t been inspired to do so. But that doesn’t stop me from moving. Dance to me is the solution to everything. When I’m sad, I move. When I’m happy, I move. When I need to be inspired, I move. When I need to wake up in the morning, I move. And so I continue moving on my own.

I am trained in a lot of things. I can do ballet, I can do contemporary, I can do jazz, I can do a bit of salsa and a bit of samba. But You, I’m an expert in Crazy dance – it’s the kind of dance where you say “to hell with form and alignment and steps” and move as however your body wants to move.

So I’d like to encourage you to do your own version of Crazy dance wherever you are. I promise you it will boost your mood, raise your heart rate, and release any tension that you may have from stress. Plus it reminds you to not ever take life so seriously, cause after all, life is just a dance.

So, shall we dance?