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molding me into the beauty of the music. As the music changes so does my body, my

mind and the rhythm of my heart. Colors and moods swirl around me on the walls and in

the air as the music rushes through me creating an adrenaline rush and a high so intense

that all reality, pain and sorrow crumble away around me. When I dance, my body and

mind seem to separate from the rest of the world and I am alone. When I dance, the only

entities which exist are the music and I. When I dance, even my body melts away and I

am simply a soul fluttering, swaying and leaping in the breeze which is the music. The

music is the key to my center; my inner self which cowers from the world that constantly

surrounds me; the rest of the world which crumbles away when I dance.

As a young girl, dance was simply another thing to learn and understand. I

modeled the shapes and movements that I saw and knew only what I saw to be right.

Academically, I studied each position and each step as if cramming for a test. Each new

step felt unnatural and threw me under the spotlight of adolescent self consciousness. I

heart. I had learned them before, I had rehearsed them before, but, only then did I begin

had millions of personalities that could be brought forth. Instead of distinguishing myself

reason to push; a glorious image in my mind. An image of being raised high above the

idolize me and envy me. I loved to dance. I thought, then, that it was my whole life, but,

the string which connects my body and mind with my soul. When I dance, I become in

Some topics in this essay:
Soul Life, body mind, music music, position step, world dance, rest world, dance body, ingrained mind,