Movement is the expression of life, of existence of the universe. This movement is fluid, like the movement of the waves; undulations, vibrations, pulsations. These are the same movement that animate this body we are; this body that does pliés, pirouttés, tondué, leaps and falls...is dance not just another manifestation of the living breathing universe we are a part of? Dance is your pulse, your heartbeat, your breathing; it's the rhythm of your life. It is an expression in time and movement, in happiness, joy, sadness and envy.
Think about it; playing a piano is just tapping few keys in rhythm and making sounds. Yet a good piece of music can bring you to tears. Drawing is just making few strokes with a pointy piece of lead on a paper. Still, looking at a good art is eye-opening and can tell so much about the artist, and makes the viewer embrace its beauty and its story. Dance is alike, it is not just moving your body, its telling a story. Every movement means something and expresses something. In that sense dancer's are both the art and the artist, creating master pieces with the beauty of their smile, their leaps, their flowing dresses, their curves, arms and the tilt of their head.
Dancing sanctifies our space. It could heighten our sense of being alive by making us one with the very ground we dance on, the air we breath and see the unseen.
