At night, when the world sleeps, I push back the furniture and dance, improvising to music. What a relief after sitting cramped at the computer looking for work. Movement, a beating heart, a reaching arm—my body finds its reverie in music! Those moments when the body stops between steps are like the white spaces between stanzas in a poem, like the silence between movements in a symphony.  What joy this free dancing brings me! How the bells ring. Dancing hasn’t always been this way for me for it is a recent discovery I will never let go!