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[danceboy]

A woman came up to me at the dance last night and told me that she missed my presence while I was away, and that she enjoyed watching me dance and what I did to the dance. I was dumbstruck. Within a minute I was high on her words, but I had this moment of flat out incomprehension. I think I looked like a fish gasping for air.

What she said lifted me up and did something beautiful to my dance. I had confidence that I could move however, and I turned out to be right. I was aware that people were watching because they liked what they saw. I felt connected to everything in the room and ease in my motion.

I remember doing things that I'm pretty sure can't be done. I'm not sure how much is "I'm wrong about what's possible", and "when I'm high I don't remember things very accurately" (and how much is a pomo "if that's what you remember, that's what happened for you").

It was three hours of euphoria. Every now and then I think that I could give up coding for dance. I think I'd go nuts within a month, but I'd have a wonderful month til then.

Late in the night I shared a lovely dance with her; lightness, ease, flow, and joy. I even had the guts to approach Neige for a dance (when I grow up I want to dance like Neige). Sometime around the middle someone asked me if I would teach her CI. It's surprising that my ego fits through doors just now...

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[queen-of-wands.livejournal.com]

Just moments ago I was wondering what ever happened to you and if you forgot to come back from Paris or drowned yourself in election woes or something.

You deserve these compliments. Will you teach me CI? Actually, you've already given me some fine lessons. I bet I could weasel more out of you if I ply you with . . . actually I don't know what you like to be plied with. Ooh, and Singer-Songwriter is actually going to do a four week CI class series here. I dance with her almost every week anyway, but I'm so looking forward to a more focused intentionally educational setting.