Written tonight
At 11:59 pm
Not that it matters, but I will be wearing my new mirrored platform dance shoes as I twirl
We are moving into a New Year.
It can be a new you in an old way or an old you in a new way.
You pick.
You decide.
That’s the beauty of movement – it doesn’t really matter if you move forward or backwards – just move.
Motion creates chaos and isn’t that what we’re all looking for?
A chaotic dance of cosmic delight?
That, and a good bottle of Tequila are all I need.
Of course Humps needs something a little different – that’s why I need to get to the store immediately to get him his food.
But this isn’t about me or Humps.
It’s about you and the beauty of your life.
I celebrate you and all of your decisions.
I am not going to tell you all about my decisions because I’m not exactly sure if they are a cause for celebration.
Now Humps is grunting at me to put my dancing shoes on so I’ve got to go.
In Peace & Love
And all things dancing,
Your chaotic spinner,
On poles,
Happy New Year,
Dr. Beasely