One of the things I wanted to incorporate in my home office makeover was a metallic board where I could use Magnetic Poetry (magnetic words that can be put together to form thoughts, statements, actions, poetry, etc.) to help inspire my creativity. I opened the box of magnetic words and struggled to find something that spoke to me. After looking through the selection of words, some finally jumped out at me:
Listen to the rhythm of your heart and dance.
One of the things I am trying to do more of is embrace the simple things in life. Small creative things like arranging some words and forming them into a thought are not only fueling my inner-creative-self, but they are also bringing me joy.
I used to find a lot of joy in my younger days going to clubs and dancing. Not to meet women or get drunk with the boys, but to just feel the rhythm and let the beat move me. There were a couple of clubs I used to frequent that were outlets for this. People just hanging out and getting lost in the music. It was a very freeing thing for me to do. Being in a place where people weren’t judging my dance steps or the clothes I wore allowed me to just be one with the music. Sometimes I’d start off dancing to music by myself, finding a solitary patch of dance floor, only to find someone else--minutes later--connecting with my movements and sharing my space on the dance floor for a brief moment in time. No words would be exchanged…rarely even a passing glance would catch our eyes, but somehow there was a kind of connection that was being made. We found common ground in the rhythm and moved to a shared beat.
I reflected on my days as an atheist club kid and can’t help but find similarities in my life today as a man of faith. I believe God’s creative nature is at the core of our very being, yet we do a lot to stifle that creativity. We hear the music, but won’t submit to the rhythm. Maybe we want to dance, but we get embarrassed or concerned about what others will think when we do. Worse, we do some rigid, out-of-sync kind of dance that has nothing to do with the music and then walk away wondering why people dance in the first place. Too often I find myself wrapped up in the details and the deadlines. I hear the music, but I can’t stop to let it take over my senses. I’m losing the rhythm that beats within my heart. I’m probably also losing out to some opportunities of sharing space with others whose heart may be leading them to my patch of space in the world where we could meet and connect our pieces to the greater song.
Close your eyes for a minute and think of a favorite song that makes you want to dance. Hear the beat in your head and let the rhythm move through your soul. Think about being in an open space with no one else around, where you can just dance anyway you want to and allow yourself to get lost in the music. Does that make you feel happy? Can you find a sense of freedom in letting go like that? What around you is the music you should be dancing to right now? Is your heart speaking to you and asking you to just go with an idea because it’s the right thing do, regardless of what others think? Is there something causing you stress and making you cringe as if the DJ just dragged the needle across the record? Are you more focused on the results than being in sync with the rhythm? When was the last time you danced?
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