Salsa lessons 2

The benefit of dancing lies in its hidden ability to pick your mood up and make what would otherwise be a very shitty day the happiest day of your week. The adrenaline rush is a double edged sword though. For there exist events in life where no amount of dancing can improve your mood, especially when you’ve come to rely on dancing for happiness. It is not the be all and end all of picker uppers.

Just like any substance abuse, the more you consume, the stronger the dose you’ll need until one point, you come down from the high the moment the music stops and you feel just as shitty if not shittier as before. That’s when you realize that the supposed happiest thing in your life did jack to improve your feelings of well being and that the event that is stressing you out is THAT serious.

I believe that I am supposed to learn an important lesson about my dancing. There was a reason why I stopped so suddenly, along with a feeling of in adequacy in terms of skill, I’ve always had this weird feeling that I am lacking something in my dancing and that something is from within. I have a feeling that I am going to find this something in my journey through the world of Salsa. It is similar enough to ballroom in style that I feel completely comfortable with the flow while at the same time providing some challenges because I know none of its steps. This gives me the time to ponder through the beginner’s journey with an expert’s mind eye for retrospection.