God Loves Me when I Dance

The one thing I would love to be able to describe is how I felt in your class. Being in your class made exercise into one of the most beautiful things I have experienced. Just that, all by itself would have been enough to justify all of my feelings. Just that made being around you a good, healthy thing. Two years when exercise, good hard exercise, was a spectacular, joyful experience is worth a lot.

Your class was dancing. I always felt that. And it was dancing with you. I know that others called it something else. I know that you weren’t thinking of me. And I know that other people showed up. But none of that mattered. For me there were just three things that counted: the music, the movement and you. Those were the magic ingredients. They combined to create the perfect mixutre of rythmn and tone. And I was so happy being there. Heaven is just like that.

Again, I have to say, that I know you didn’t have any feelings for me. The interesting thing about Joy and Love is that they happen within the soul and it doesn’t really matter what other people think or do.