Waiting for a house to sell is a lot like waiting for the sun to come out on your every second year beach vacation. You can only lay under the clouds for so long in your brand new tangerine swimsuit before the cracks start to form in your brave face.
Yet, the stakes are so high and the temptation to pretend is so great that you’ll start telling yourself that the sun is just about to pop or that the right buyer is just around the corner.
The truth is that there is no way to tell if the sun will come on the fourth or the fourteenth day of your vacation or when the stars will align to bring that perfect purchaser to your well-marketed doorstep.
The very best you can do in either situation is distract yourself. Fortunately, I distract easily.
Lately, it amuses me probably more than it should, that the most common search term that brings people to my blog is: interpretive dance. Now, I mentioned interpretive dance very briefly in a previous post which tells me that there is a great deal more interest in the art form than there is in clutter, decluttering, or simplifying.
Just imagine the following I’ll attract by dedicating this entire post to the subject.
The thing about interpretive dance is that, in its highest form – it’s a highly skilled art form that calls forth deep imagination and emotion.
Yet, in its grassroots form, it’s accessible to everyone. Regardless of age…
There’s no need for a special venue. Interpretive dance can be performed anywhere the spirit moves you.
At the coffee shop…
In the park…
And, why not at the conference…if that’s how you roll?
Some dancers only reach their full expression with a partner…
While others feel there’s something missing if there’s less than twelve limbs to call upon.
Men make excellent interpretive dancers.
So do dogs…
While Interpretive dance sequences are often self-explanatory – sometimes a caption or a bit of text brings deeper meaning to the dance.
It is noted below this photo that it also appears in: Bee and Adam’s Wedding Album.
That definitely speaks to state of mind.
And, this one is called:
Joanne Still Interpretive Dancing
Some people just don’t know when to quit, I guess.
Others still have found a way to incorporate interpretive dance into unimagined arenas.
These people are interpretively dancing their Ph.d dissertation.
There is debate in some circles over whether interpretive dance is more powerful with costume….
And, if all of this bores you – there’s always interpretive arson…
Whatever lights your fire, chances are someone has already danced exactly how you feel about rain on your vacation, or no offers yet on your house…
…which, if not cathartic, is bound to be distracting.