No, I'm not saying I can-not move like a rabbit. I'm expressing I don't dance like many of the current genera-tion. I got to know a lot of terrific people recently. Train-ing over many weeks in the final half of last year made that happen. It grew my commun-ity of friends.
I improved. I am better at what I do. Because of it, I am filled with gratitude. But not
enough to dance the way many graduates of this training do. It is one of the major ways they get together. Dancing hip hop.
Because I knew the moves. But it was ballroom dancing. Waltz, Foxtrot, Swing, Cha Cha, Rumba, Tango, Salsa, Cumbia, Mambo, I can do. Free form, con-temporary dancing I can move to. But there is no comparison. I am not asking others to agree.
partner.It creates joyful connection with that person.
The time flies. Transport-ed to a rhythmical world, I am. I am in my body when shaking or gliding on the dance floor. I am enveloped with the beauty of music. Emotions are re-leased melodically.
I drink in the fun dancing offers.
A good friend was miffed today. I told him why I didn't join a dancing oppor-tunity last weekend. It was with fellow training graduates. It is happening this weekend, too. I won't go.
One important lesson learned from Al-Anon Family Groups is that we can hold different opinions. Neither of us has to be wrong. You may like vanilla ice cream. That's fine. I don't. We are both free to enjoy what we like.
No morals are being violated, when I eat orange sherbet and you enjoy your favorite flavor. When we learn this lesson, we all fit in, just as we are.
I just don't do hip hop.
How About You?
Where do you disagree, finding yourself standing apart from others?