Musing

Musing

 

I do not know what the spirit of a philosopher could more wish to be than a good dancer. For the dance is his ideal.   Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

 

And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music. Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

 

As I mentioned in my last post, DANCE is my word for 2018 – to think about, reflect on, etc.   And I also mentioned that I happened upon some interesting dance quotes – like the one above.  While Nietzsche is best known for his philosophical writings on morality, culture, nihilism, etc., I found it fascinating that he also seemed to appreciate dance.

 

What is it that we dancers “hear” differently? Or feel differently?   What is it in the music that compels us to move our bodies?

 

I know that when I hear certain tunes, I literally cannot stop myself from expressing the music in my body – even if it’s a restrained toe tap or discreet finger tapping. And if I am in a place where I can’t physically move, I use my imagination and visualize myself moving. And I feel young, energized and alive.

 

What about you?

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dance

Dance

 

It’s a new year and I’m following a suggestion to find a word to meditate and/or journal on for the entire year. After noodling around several words, I landed on the word “dance”.   So my plan is to delve deeper into the meaning of dance for me, as well as different definitions of the word.   In addition to definitions, after a brief internet search I also landed on several quotes about dance – so I already have lots of material to start this project.

 

Let’s start with a couple of dictionary definitions:

1.to move one’s body rhythmically usually to music

2.move rhythmically to music, typically following a set sequence of steps

 

What do these definitions stimulate in you?

 

For me, though they are a bit sterile, when I read them, I did immediately imagine my body loosely swaying to some music inside my head. And I felt peaceful, beautiful and free – and this internal dance triggered numerous wonderful memories from my childhood. Below are a few of those memories.

 

I was 4 years old and I remember wearing a white frilly dress. It was a beautiful, breezy, sunny spring day and I was twirling non-stop until I fell on the fresh, new grass.

 

Then I’m10 years old and I am playing my mother’s Strauss waltzes on the record player. This music inspires me to leap, twirl, run and spin all over the living room. I imagine myself as a ballerina. Remembering how I played that music over and over again, it’s amazing I didn’t wear out the vinyl records.

 

Now I’m twelve and dancing to Tarantella with my ballet class at a local dance festival and I’m lucky enough to had a lead role. I was thrilled to be a part of this wonderful event and I remember the dance being light, fun and energetic – albeit a bit more of a folk dance than my penchant for classical ballet.

 

Again I ask – what do these definitions stimulate in you?