Last night an acquaintance called to invite me with them to a dance tonight. I took down the info but was non-committal. I have gone a few times, got uncomfortable with it and haven't been to one in over a year. I hung up the phone and went back to my book, For The Time Being by Annie Dillard.
Within 10 minutes I was reading that 'The Baal Shem Tov danced and leaped as he prayed, and his congregation danced too. Hasids today dance and leap. Dancing is no mere expression; it is an achievement . . . if the dancers could persuade a melancholy person to join them, his sadness would lift. And if you are that melancholy person, he taught, persuade yourself to dance, for it is "an achievement to struggle and pursue that sadness, bringing it into the joy."
What's good about today is that I can take direction!
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