I am a part of the Swing Cats club here at ACU (they called us “Swing Kittens” tonight! It’s perfect!). There is just something about swing dancing. I love the turns and the lessons I am learning. It isn’t just the moves themselves. There is so much more than the East Coast swing, the lindy hop, the Charleston, whether they are 6- or 8-counts. It is the lesson of how to be a good follow. How to relax and feel for your lead indicating the next step. It is how you have to pay close attention and respond to the slightest signals, how you need to be prepared for anything they might try to do. It’s focusing intently on doing the footwork properly through all the transitions and still smiling and spinning and laughing and blushing if you get it wrong. It is trying again, over and over and over again. It is a beautiful feeling, bouncing and swaying and kicking in sync. It is the most amazing feeling when you finally, after working and trying and pushing and sweating and practicing, finally get it right. I eagerly anticipate every class, and feel slightly saddened after it’s over. I always search for opportunities to practice during the week. And I am so blessed by the people there, their kind encouragement and helpful patience in teaching. I am so grateful for this chance to dance. Even though I came in clueless and inexperienced and the slightest bit afraid, I finally feel more confident and prepared. Even when the song is too fast or the dance is complicated (darn lindy hop), I feel okay about it. I feel like I can catch back on and figure it out, eventually. With a patient teacher and persistent attitude, I can work through the road blocks. I am so excited for what the semester holds, especially for this swing dancing thing. I think this will be wonderful.
Song of the day: Dance With Me Baby by Ben Rector