Friday, April 24, 2015

Life is a Dance

Remember my blog post from Sept 2012 titled  Dancing in the Rain?  Well I still have that plaque on my desk that says, "LIFE is not waiting for the storm to pass, but learning to Dance in the Rain".  I still look up and see it and smile.  Hilary Weeks sings a song called Dancing in the Rain.  The chorus goes like this:

And I danced in the rain, I let my dreams know I hadn't forgotten them.
I let my heart take the lead and I told my hopes to get themselves up again.
And I danced, I looked, yes I danced in the rain.

So after one learns to dance in the rain, what does one do? Duh.....they dance! That is exactly what I have been doing.  I have been discovering the great fun of dancing.  Yes, the Swing or Jitterbug, the Country Two Step, the Cha Cha, oh yeah and many more.  And what's even better, I'm not bad.  Who knew??   I can follow a good lead and learn a dance very quickly.  I love to follow that lead and be led all around the dance floor with twirls and turns and spins galore.  I have to say though, that finding a good partner who can lead well is not as easy as it sounds. First-- they need to hear the same music you hear.  I know, that sounds funny, but seriously.......sometimes the feet move, but I'm wondering what music he's listening to, because it isn't the same music I'm hearing. Steps can be learned but music can only be heard and felt.  In a recent General Conference talk, Elder Wilford Andersen of the Seventy relayed this story:


Years ago I listened to a radio interview of a young doctor who worked in a hospital in the Navajo Nation. He told of an experience he had one night when an old Native American man with long braided hair came into the emergency room. The young doctor took his clipboard, approached the man, and said, “How can I help you?” The old man looked straight ahead and said nothing. The doctor, feeling somewhat impatient, tried again. “I cannot help you if you don’t speak to me,” he said. “Tell me why you have come to the hospital.”
The old man then looked at him and said, “Do you dance?” As the young doctor pondered the strange question, it occurred to him that perhaps his patient was a tribal medicine man who, according to ancient tribal customs, sought to heal the sick through song and dance rather than through prescribing medication.
“No,” said the doctor, “I don’t dance. Do you dance?” The old man nodded yes. Then the doctor asked, “Could you teach me to dance?”
“I can teach you to dance,” he said, “but you have to hear the music.”
So it would be fair to say that you both need to be in tune and hear the same thing. Second-- you need to want to go and be lead in the direction that he is going and leading, simple enough. Turn that around though, if you don't want to go in the direction he is leading, you need to get out of the dance and not caught up in his steps.  As long as he leads and you match his steps, you're going where he's leading. Third-- since you are putting yourself in his arms to lead you in the direction he wants to go, you need to trust his lead.....pure and simple......that big word, TRUST. 




So how does one find that perfect partner? Well not by staying home and waiting for him to come and knock on your door. Like that's gonna happen. You go dancing! And let your dreams know you haven't forgotten them. You let your heart take the lead and tell your hopes to get themselves up again. And you dance, and you look, and you dance in the rain..........until you find that perfect partner...... and then life will be sweet, yes...... real sweet!