I resumed my passion for belly dancing this week while knitting my way to winter with neck warmers.
Alas, this is not me....
I''ve cheated and used a stock photo. But, it represents my belly dancing spirit!
I hadn't danced for many years. It was surprising how my body remembered many of the movements that I had etched into its neurons years ago. I suppose it would be a similar experience to putting down my knitting needles for years and picking them up again. My hands would remember the rhythm of the needles like my body seemed to remember the rhythm of the dance.
Dance is another creative outlet for me. Come on all you fiberistas, what other ways do you express your pent up creativity?
Dateline – Toronto
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