Dance of the Seven Veils

For many years I've wanted to do something. I thought it sounded like fun and was something I'd enjoy doing. I'm almost loathe to admit it, but I don't know why. Belly dancing. I would love to learn to belly dance.

Last night at Sweet Adelines, one of the Divas (the new gals that all started together are called 'Divas' - how appropriate!) had to get up and give a mini-speech about ourselves. One of the girls, K, is a voluptuous woman who is quiet and well-spoken, comes across friendly but a little shy. Do not be fooled! K has a wonderful sense of humor and an easily accessible personality. But most important, she announced last night that she has begun belly dancing classes because "with hips like this, how could I not?"

My feelings exactly!!!! I have a woman's body and I love it. I feel beautiful in it (unless I'm PMS-ing and then I hate everything about it, even my teeth). Why not do something with it that capitalizes on all the strong, feminine beauty and keeps a little rhythm as well? Not to mention, those really cool belts with the little gold coins. Don't know about that bra thingy, though. And how do they keep those belly button jewels from falling out?

I never want to stop learning new and fun things. I believe that not pursuing knowledge and fun is what makes us old. How many people have you seen in their 60s and 70s, vibrant, alive and walking the walk who then retire and lead quiet lives at home, only to watch them turn old and gray, forgetful and fragile? It happens so often that I am convinced it's all about keeping the spirit passionate. And the body. It doesn't have to be forever. It can be just six weeks of learning to twirl your hips. You don't have to go dance in a Greek restaurant and pour ouzo down the throats of leering businessmen. It can be an oil painting class at the local community college (which is also on my list). Or joining an historical re-enactment village during the summer (on my list). Or hiking into the middle of the Grand Canyon (you guessed it).

As far as I know, life only comes around once. I am not going out with a big list of wishes that never got done because I was too busy to twirl my hips.