I Had a Dance in Draper

My birthday this year came as it does every year, on the day after Christmas. Such an unfortunate birth-date in many respects. There is a natural let down after Christmas and people want to hibernate for a day or two. Sometimes the materialism of the season has beaten people down and the thought of giving another gift is just too much. I never expect much on my birthday because people just seem a bit out of sorts. It's a low energy day (unless you are inspired to shop).

But this year was different. I wanted to have a dance and voiced this desire and things came together. We got a room at a dance studio with speakers and mirrors and a wood floor. I invited everyone...friends and family, children and adults. We danced for the pure joy of dancing. Children laid down on the floor from exhaustion. Adults moved in ways that made them sore the next day. It was sublime. We passed the point where the dancers were feeling self-conscious and new moves were created.

As we left the studio, the snowballs began to fly. Everyone felt so hot that it was a relief to have some snow on our faces. We all got in our mini-vans (30 children, 12 adults) and went home to an exhausted sleep. Now I know what to do for my birthday every year...It will be a tradition. If you find yourself doing nothing of any lasting value on the day after Christmas, then your invited too...next year, to my dance in Draper.