Dance like no one’s watching

How spontaneous dancing is a creative gift to yourself

When my daughter was three her she’d dance wildly on the rug in our living room. Clutching a bear in each hand, aa spare stuffed down the front of her tutu, she’d jump up and down, arms (and bears) waving. I’d join her, the two of us grooving to the beat, the effect lingering on, a feeling of something having been cracked open.

Because when you move for the sheer pleasure of it you unlock a part of yourself that doesn’t always get enough airtime and is entirely creative.