It’s 9am on Monday and I’m already feeling a teensy bit of overwhelm about my week. I have a horrendous habit of thinking things will take me half as long as they actually do. My daughter is out of school at noon all week for parent-teacher conferences so my work days are cut in half and my office is in the midst of a re-org that has everything spread out on the floor.

So to keep my sanity, my sense of humor and to aid with my new moon intention of making the choice that makes me happiest, I’m scheduling in dance breaks. I’m setting my alarm for a couple of random times throughout the day so I can stop and dance it out. Because the combination of some favorite music and moving my body always makes me feel better.

I invite you to join me in dancing it out this week. Whether you’re flying high or feeling blue, music and movement are two of the most powerful ways to either celebrate or shift your mood. And when I say dance, I mean you can sit in your chair or lie on your bed and move your arms or bob your head or wiggle your fingers and toes if that’s all your body is capable of. Or you can join me in a full out booty shake or three minutes of interpretive modern dance.

You don’t have to pick happy music. You can dance it out to angry music, to music that allows you to release your tears, to music that connects you to beauty or peace or a deep desire. You can dance to silence or spoken words. You know what you need.

So dance with me this week. You’ll be in good company…

I believe it is in my nature to dance by virtue of the beat of my heart, the pulse of my blood and the music in my mind. ~ Robert Fulghum

Dance is for everybody. I believe that the dance came from the people and that it should always be delivered back to the people. ~ Alvin Ailey

When you dance, your purpose is not to get to a certain place on the floor. It’s to enjoy each step along the way. ~ Wayne Dyer

The dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music, and it has the additional merit of being human and palpable. Dancing is poetry with arms and legs. ~ Charles Baudelaire