dance

this will sound very ironic, mainly cos of the blog's address but...

i miss dancing. 

*sigh*

what made me first notice was that my thighs are becoming fat. 

and today's prayer meeting at FMC (my first) presented a chance to dance after the meeting while the musicians jammed a bit (with haiks becoming the impromptu drummer). i danced, and while i relished the freedom to do so and the amount of stage space i had, man, i am SO out of shape! (my bones kept cracking and my muscles feel tight already. didn't stretch :P). and i SO need to have input man...(i.e. go for classes!!) 

i'm thankful for that opportunity, and a conversation with one of the pastors about dance. turns out his wife used to learn from shahchah too, and he recognised my dance moves while i worshipped in the initial parts of the prayer meeting. 

although these few months have provided many doors for dance, i'm not dancing. and that's such a big difference. i wanna learn, i wanna receive. want to, need to. no time, no moolah... :(

choreographing's fun though so different an experienced, in helping True Way Pres with the musical. 

i wanna dance again soon. but why am i so hesitant when someone in church asks me if i want to?