My past three days dances have varied widely. I like that. I like that I can learn something in body as well as mind by virtue of taking 30 minutes of the day to do what pleases me. Don't get me wrong - some days I don't succeed. Two night's ago my dance being a case in point, I just couldn't 'get in-it' - as as result I felt dissatisfied during and after the dance. I, as I am sure most, are 'happiness junkies' - I am sure some wise old philosopher - John Locke or what not

Ten days ago I started my latest dance pledge. 184 - 30 minute dances a day. I call this time 'Dance Time.Her'. I was inspired by Elizabeth Gilbert's talk (Eat Pray Love) on Ted talks wherein she spoke about how important it was to find just 30 minutes a day to dedicate to what you love and DO THAT. So I got an egg timer and for the past ten days from 10-1030pm (ish) - when my son is in deep sleep I dance. It is a far cry from my Broomielaw dances. I am in my kitchen sur