Let's Dance

I feel a little weird that I haven't posted anything in 5 days. I've really just had nothing to say. No inspiring thoughts in my head and heart. I felt like I had so much to say and now it's all gone. I almost feel empty. Hopefully trying will make it easier to do so. I just need to get in touch with my soul I guess.
I found this in the quote in the autobiography of Malcolm X as told to Alex Haley the author of Roots. I want to share this with those of you who say you can't dance. Just read,
"But I still harbored one secret humiliation: I couldn't dance.
I can't remember when it was that I actually learned how--that is to say, I can't recall the specific night or nights. But dancing was the chief action at those "pad parties," so I've no doubt about how and why my initiation into lindyhopping came about. With alcohol or marijuana lightening my head, and that wild music wailing away on those portable record players, it didn't take long to loosen up the dancing instincts in my African heritage. All I remember is that during some party around this time, when nearly everyone but me was dancing, some girl grabbed me--they often would take the initiative and grab a partner, for no girl at those parties ever would dream that anyone present couldn't dance--and there I was out on the floor.
I was up in the jostling crowd--and suddenly, unexpectedly, I got the idea. It was as though somebody had clicked on a light. My long-suppressed African instincts broke though, and loose.
Having spent so much time in Mason's white environment, I had always believed and feared that dancing involved a certain order or pattern of specific steps--as dancing is done by whites. But here among my own less-inhibited people, I discovered it was simply letting your feet, hands and body spontaneously act out whatever impulses were stirred by the music."

Okay here is the note that applies to everyone: Anyone can dance. Some might say that it's only because he was black, but that is not true and chances are you have a little bit of black blood somewhere in your family line or you could be like my friend Lane and actually bleed black blood. ha ha. . .  Anyway, just read that underlined part again and the bolded part twice. Also notice the girls can take initiative. But really just listen to Malcolm. Everyone can dance. Just let your body take control and shake it out. Everyone can do it. I went to my first stake dance the day after I turned 14. I had no clue how to dance. I had never seen anyone break dance, nor had I ever really tried. I got in there and just let the beat rock me "got in touch with that African heritage," and let it take control. That was probably in the top 5 most fun stake dances I ever went to. My friend Doomsday and I had a stinkin good time. So just remember the next time you go to a dance that you just let loose and dance. As Bo Bennett said, "Having a positive mental attitude is asking how something can be done rather than saying it can't be done." Don't tell me you can't dance, because everyone can. I'll see you at the next dance dancing.

As a note, I just wanted to let you all know that I'm ready to blog again, so you can scratch what I said at first because this worked.