put on your red shoes and dance the blues
Tal has been feeding me a diet of classical, Newfie folk and prime Bluegrass - and this is a source of immense happiness to me. I've put the album this song comes from (Not all who wander are lost - Chris Thile) on rotation while cycling and it turns a wet ride home in the dark into a gorgeous happy cycling meander of awesome - something about the rythm of the music and the rythm of the bike, very easy to get lost in it.
I like that kind of getting lost, it feels very alive indeed and sometimes that feeling is in short supply - so I cultivate it wherever and whenever I can
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Dance is continuing to rock my world. The stuff we're doing now doesn't quite have that crazyintimate feel that the strict face to face stuff did, but the overall mood feels a little deeper now we've done that, and things like shouder tacks, very solid/definite ATs shimmies and some things we've been doing with hip figure eight things tied into ferreos just feel very right. I need to work on my upper body strength though, and Joint rubbish is making some things harder than they need to be.
Ezekiel has suggested an absolutely top plan for this that I rather like though ... going back to Yoga. It helped so much with my walking and my balance/centre last time that I'm hoping it could really do the same for me if I go back again. I'm going to start having a sniff around for a class I can work into the schedule alongside ATS and other gubbins ... watch this space
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On that subject(ish), I now have a most magificent partner in crime for the Domba weekend - Raindog and I are gonna be dancing our arses off in workshops together and enjoying drunken Hafla magic - this fills me with fucken glee because for various reasons we don't get to do nearly enough things together.
Still need to ramble on about Imogen Heap, the fact that my glasses are absolutely awesome and the impending arrival of the most beautiful skirt since the turtle beneath us hatched, but that iwll have to wait as tomorrow is set to be all kinds of busy. Ezekiel, Doodle, Horatio and I are all set to go explore Grenwich then see Depeche Mode rock the O2 arena - this is going to be epic adventurez
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