Hey out there. I do apologize for not writing a new blog post in FOREVER!
It's the MA thing, it sucks every ounce of writing power I have right out of me and I'm left devoid of any ability to communicate intelligently and intuitively with a public audience. And I'm one of those people who detests multi-tasking. I like to take life one task (one day, one moment) at a time and do that one thing to the best of my ability. However, not having wrote a blog post in four months is downright pathetic and so here it goes...
My Longing for Creative Expression and the Emergence of Wild Woman Within
Beyond being submersed in the world of academia on a day to day basis I have noticed that my body and spirit, though fairly well tended, have been creating quite a ruckus lately, alerting me to their longing to express themselves! Enough of the cognitive stimulation, they cry! Notice us! Love us! Move us and shake us! And I, thankfully, pulled my head out of the books long enough to drop in and listen to their pleas and have since made a movement in my life to express myself creatively in a multitude of forms.
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And then there's dance class. Yep. You read me right. I'm taking Nia classes right here in Guelph once a week for $9 a class ( and that's a great price, in case you're wondering). Nia is amazing, a combination of moves borrowed from martial arts, Tai Chi, yoga, jazz and modern dance styles. The first time I tried Nia was during a free demonstration with clients at a not-for-profit I worked at during a co-op term and I was completely entranced by the music! It's ultimately what sent me searching for a class close to home. The combined genres of electro-acoustic, reggae, blues, house, downtempo, lounge, ambient and mellow hip-hop create a completely transcendental experience that urges my body into graceful action (well, it feels that way, whether I look graceful may be a whole other story...) I get to feeling feline, you know what I mean? Slinky, powerful, prowling...and I find myself making strange, guttural sounds while I dance in Nia class, like a cat growling. And lots of whooping and yipping escape me, too. Ahhh, hello Wild Woman! I'm so, so glad you could join me! Strange looks from others? Who cares!? Look on! Witness Wild Woman in all her glory and embrace her for yourself! Yes!