Dance Like A Goober

I never thought I danced very much . . . that is, until facebook came a long.  People have tagged me in at least half a dozen photos where I was breaking it down in one form or another.

Please note that I did not say I was a good dancer.  On the contrary, I am pretty sure I am a horrible dancer.  But sometimes in life you are just so happy that there is nothing else you can do but dance.  And I am a pretty happy person – most days.

I think one of the best things I have going for myself is that I don’t let what other people think of me stop myself from doing most things.  I do not want to give the impression here that I am never concerned with how other people perceive me; I just think I move past it easier than most people.

See, the thing is I don’t think many people really are good dancers.  But that is not the point of dancing; at least not in my opinion. The point of dancing is the freedom to express the joy you are feeling when words just aren’t enough.

My cousin had a milestone birthday on Fat Tuesday this year and we went to Mardi Gras to celebrate.  As stated on facebook, one of the highlights of that night was watching me dance down Bourbon Street.  I was very happy that night, but I don’t think I ever realized that I was dancing; at least not that much. She later went on to explain that I was ‘having so much fun that it was infectious.’

That brings up another excellent point about dancing.  It is infectious.  When people see you dancing like a goober and they become aware that you do not care that you look like a goober they can’t help but smile, or laugh.  Pretty soon they may even begin to tap their foot or shake their hips ever so slightly and, before they know it, they may even start dancing themselves.  However far they let themselves get, they are happier than before you started dancing.

How could that ever be considered a bad thing?!

Therefore, if you are ever so happy that you can hardly contain yourself, I encourage you to dance like no one is watching you; especially if everyone is.

So to help with this encouragement here is some music you can't help but dance to and, I present to you sandalmarks dancing like a goober . . . courtesy of facebook:

Until next we meet.