Dancing is Freedom Embodied

I love to dance.

To feel FREEDOM embodied and expressed.

I love gliding around the dance floor and playing with different people.

Different energies.

I love closing my eyes and feeling the music.

How it moves through me.

Pulsing.

I‘m in my own world.

I love following the beat of my body,

what she wants to do.

How my hips or legs or ass or arms want to move in that moment, to that song.

I feel so beautiful, so sexy and it’s all internal.

I used to dance performatively, seeking attention, egoic, wanting to impress.

Now I simply LIVE in my body.

I love feeling my curves move, how the sweat melts my makeup and somehow it feels even better that way.

Sexier. Hotter.

My feather earring moving with my curls.

I feel my Woman-ness.

It’s messy and playful and joyful.

My animal comes out to play.

She wants to be met, to connect on the non-verbal plane of the beat.