Reviving the favourite parts of yourself *Your mojo and moxy are always within reach *
I used to dance on tables. With clothes on of course, and relatively sober, all it took was The Doors’ Roadhouse Blues or Billy Idol’s Dancing With Myself (oh oh oh-oh…) and you could count on me to find a speaker or a table top to worship. Now…not so much. I went dancing I think…hmmm. I actually have to think back in seasons. Yep. It was last spring, before my little brother left town and he dragged me out to work up a sweat. And sweat I did. My neeeeeed to dance MUST be resurrected. My life depends on it. I don’t need therapy or an intensive to get back in touch with that fire. I just need to invite it back. A simple 1 and 2 and 3 and dance! Even if we have continuously repressed or neglected the truest aspects of our being, that energy can come back into our lives with only the slightest invitation. Because, that which is true rests easy and hopeful – like flowers rest in winter, knowing that spring always comes. There’s no need to fret over faded passion. Your mojo and moxy are always within reach. Continue<http://tickledbylife.com/index.php/reviving-the-favourite-parts-of-yourself/> http://tickledbylife.com/index.php/reviving-the-favourite-parts-of-yourself/ best regards *[email protected]* -- Who is Panna Lal? <http://tickledbylife.com/index.php/who-is-panna-lal/>
