I’m still a bit high from Bellydancing last night. All I have to do is think about it and I smile.
It was the first time I danced in front of an audience who were paying attention and the first time we performed together in three years because of Covid.
And we had a blast.
We danced really well and laughed and supported each other through the problems. I know the audience picked up on how together we were and how much we were enjoying ourselves. Even I who, at times, was confused and a little lost could feel it.
We danced on a small patch of grass, except its very different dancing on grass than it is on a wooden floor. You have to work harder to move around, your feet having more resistance from the soft uneven surface. But once Julz turned up the music, everything else disappeared and it was just the five of us dancing. All of us doing our best.
We started the first set in a circle facing each other. Julz led us in Gratitude, which is a combination of moves honoring the space we have to dance in, the music, and each other.
It was a wonderful way to begin, a way of connecting us to each other and giving us a chance to ease into the performance. I always get a little emotion dancing Gratitude even in class. There’s some superstition around it too. There are many stories about the mishaps in performances when Gratitude is forgotten.
I was surprised to hear the audience’s applause at the end of the first song. It was definitely encouraging. The only other time I danced in public was at the farmer’s market and mostly people just walked by and stopped for a minute or two.
Our little patch of grass, lined with a low slate wall was like an outdoor stage. Most of the people were there to celebrate the 25-year anniversary of the Out Door Sculpture Show. People who care about art and were also interested in watching us dance. But there were some children there too.
At one point there were four or five girls around 10 years old watching us. Later I saw them dancing together, their arms high in the air, their bodies swaying.
Performing is different from not performing. I feel like class will take on more meaning for me, knowing that will be doing something like this again soon. It makes me want to learn even more, to try new moves that I don’t usually do in class. To practice so I can do more and better next time.
And for all my fears and worries, I can’t wait to perform again.
I can’t upload the videos that Jon took onto my blog, but you can see us dance here.