Dance the night away

Last Thursday my husband Logan and I went to a bluegrass show at Liberty Hall.

Logan just started a new job and that seemed like as good of an excuse as any to put on some cowboy boots and dance the night away. The band, Leftover Salmon, did not disappoint me. And neither did my cowboy boots.

I love cowboy boots. The combination of cowboy boots, PBR, and bluegrass just makes the world seem right. I know that I sound like an idealistic hipster, but it’s true.

A friend once told me that the exercise of dancing forces your brain to be in the present. I tried to find the scientific study to support this via Google. My Google search was unsuccessful, but I’m confident it’s true.

When you dance, you let go of your inhibitions. You move freely to the beat of the music. You let go of yesterday's worries and tomorrow's concerns.

When you dance, you dance in the here and now. When you dance, the music and the movement are enough. When you dance, you are enough.

There are so many times in my life when I don’t feel like I’m enough. Not successful enough, not organized enough, not witty enough, not tough enough. Life has a way of highlighting all the areas where I am not enough.

But when I let go and dance I experience what it means to be enough. And I believe that experience is more real than the day to day voices in my head that tell me all the ways that I’m not enough.

So put on some boots, grab a PBR, turn Pandora to the Yonder Mountain String Band station and dance your worries away.