To Dance My Emotions

It's taken me a while to get here. To a place where I have finally begun to just no longer react to the things that trigger me. Those things that bring up a lot of emotions, emotions that often, are hard to control. I recently interacted with someone, who knows how to push my buttons. Because they know me.

I wasn't particularly looking forward to the interaction, but it was brief. But still that person, behaved in a way, that would have really annoyed me in the past, so much so, that I would end up getting angry and lash out. Which the other person seemed to enjoy.

This time though, I just turned and walked away. Because I no longer want to give them my energy. But that is what I was doing. In the past I would have said that they, were taking it, but really, I was handing it over. Because I chose to react in that way.

Of course, it didn't always feel like I had a choice. But I did.
Our emotions, help us to process, to understand. They allow us to feel. To be present. They are so important and valid. But we shouldn't let them lead us. Let them take control.

We need to let them flow through us. Feel them, express them and let them go.

Our emotions are so, so powerful. Each one needs to be respected and valued.

I used to shut myself down, do my best to make myself small, as I really did not want to be seen. In doing so, I held so much inside. Until it began to eat away at me. Until I found my voice and let my body take charge. This happens to me through dance. Something I always loved to do. But really opened up to , in the last few years. Allowing myself to explore more, the different ways, I can dance through life. To dance my emotions.

Biodanza has been a huge part of that, which I hope the following poem conveys.

I lost myself
in moments of tenderness,
I shed a million years, worth of pain,
As I opened up,
to the realization,
that my grief carried me here.
to this moment of beauty,
of connection,
of inner self worth,
such clarity,
fluid with each movement that I made
each movement that I create.

Held by hands
that feel the weight of my woes
I let go
so that I continue to soar and grow,

we come together,
a celebration
of unity and truth,
carrying our pain to the surface
allowing love to take root!

I watch
as our movement sets us free,
ecstatic
liberated!
taken in
by eyes,
that see into your soul
by arms
that envelop you and make you whole!

I watch
as we shed the past
and create the new!

I bear witness,
to all that brought us here
from the hurt,
to the deception,
and
I watched,
as we flung it all, up into the air
to be transformed into pure energy!

I felt the shift,
the energy,
swirling above our heads,
I bear witness
as we,
wove new threads!

This is my response to the latest question by the wonderful Minimalist Community.....

How tuned in are you with your emotions? How do you identify when you’re not okay, and what are some of your coping mechanisms for optimal well-being?
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