Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Getting Back To the Most Natural Thing

"The dance of the abandoned soul..."

I penned those words a few weeks ago in response to a Five Minute Friday prompt. And though I may write brave words {you too?}, sometimes {usually} I find myself only SMACK DAB in the middle of the journey still trying hard to hold on to faith and to believe that Love is bigger than my circumstances.

Life has been full and good and dynamic and scary and overwhelming and anxiety-filled. The moments blend together in a roller coaster of exhilarating fun and scream-silencing terror. In this season, I find my heart and mind filled to the brim with a jumble of words that long to be written, topics that beg for a voice, and heart songs that burst to be sung.

I sit to purge my soul onto screen and feel stifled by my own self, the chaos that is me. So at the urging of my dear friend, Annie, art must find at outlet SOMEWHERE, and in a moment of sheer spontaneity, I dust off my old ballet shoes when the delightful realization that I now have HARDWOOD FLOORS fills my mind.

I jog the recesses of my mind to find all 5 positions, reminding my out-of-shape body the correct placement of hips and shoulders, struggling to find the proper dancer-center-of-gravity. Within moments {and a little Google reminder!}, my soul and mind and heart and body join as one to express the un-uttered longings that have desperately vied for attention.

My heart continues to burst with unspoken lyrics and prose-y melodies, but for today, I dance to the rhythm of the One who placed the songs in my soul and the pulse in my feet

Amy Dane of Amy in Wanderland wrote this reply to one of her readers on her own post about dance:

"Exactly! I thought of David, too! And then I wondered why it’s not the most natural thing in the world to us. :)" 

And I wondered we lose that freedom to " like no one watching." As children, it is there, vibrant and strong, and then life gets in the way and we stop dancing.

So while I dance today, I catch snatches of lyrics flowing from the music my feet step too...

"seize the day...."
"hold on to every moment..."
"life slips away just like hourglass sand..."

So I choose to press into the confusion and chaos, into the middle where whimsy and abandon lie, slipping my feet back into the shoes He has kept for me, just waiting for me to remember the dance of a soul abandoned to her Daddy.

And....they feel just right.
The most natural thing in the world.


Cara Sexton said... Best Blogger Tips

Just, love. <3

Kamille said... Best Blogger Tips

yes--finding ourselves back to where the Creator has already breathed in creativity, his image.  I'm so encouraged by this Lindsey, as I have been thinking just today how neglected my Washburn guitar is...

Annie | said... Best Blogger Tips

Oh, happy dancing, friend. Love you so much, and love this.

alwaysalleluia said... Best Blogger Tips

Beautiful Lindsey. I can just picture Abba smiling and glowing with the spins and swirls of your feet. Never stop, my friend.

lindseyfoj said... Best Blogger Tips

Thank you for the always!

lindseyfoj said... Best Blogger Tips

Thank you....and I, you!

lindseyfoj said... Best Blogger Tips

Thank you....and thank you for the inspiration! I am trying to do it more often...

lindseyfoj said... Best Blogger Tips

It is crazy how that happens....especially to us ENFJs who NEED that outlet as much as we need people. I hope you will find those moments soon in betweens toddlers and feedings.

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