Monday, July 4, 2011

DANCING UNDER THE MOON (when the neighbours aren't watching!)


I live in this wonderful little tucked away neighbourhood of friendly faces and kindly souls who all look out and care for each other. We tend to have many porch parties in our neighbourhood where one neighbour moseys out and sits on their stoop and other neighbours mosey over and sit with them, and then more neighbours come out and stand and we all just talk and giggle and vent and pet each other's pets. And the joy of it is, is that you can come out and join in if you want to or stay in and cuddle on your couch, no one cares, the open invitation is there all year long (weather permitting). Mostly tho, we are just a motley crew who consider each other as an extension of adopted family members and it really is a lovely way to live. 

But when my neighbours go in at night and settle down by their TV's, that's when I emerge from the shadows and come outside and fulfill my yearly summer dreams of dancing in the moonlight. I strap on my Ipod, blast on the music, grab my watering hose to water the rockery plants and I shake my rather large booty all over the place only to be viewed by the moon and the stars. And depending on the music and my explosive imagination, I sometimes imagine that I an exotic belly dancer from the middle east and I shake my hips in an effort to entice my handsome Arabic better half, other times I am a pole dancer with a smoking hot body giving my better half the best strip tease of his life and then there are the times I am back in the eighties with lace tights, big hair and some of the worst dance moves ever to come out of a decade. No matter what the night brings, my imagination is lit on fire and I can be whomever I want to be. The reality of course is that my only audience is my plants who don't seem to mind my hip shaking, grinding and gyrating, just as long as they get their nightly drink. Once in a while, my better half will come out to check on me, and give me that usual look of "good grief" and shake his head and goes back in, but he knows I am a tad weird, and frankly that's what attracted him to me in the first place. 

I love the freeness I feel when the music is pulsating thru my ears reaching deep down into my belly and I can't stop myself from wiggly and squiggly and downright jiggling. I have to do it, and for me, it is my moment of sheer, blissful freedom. Deep within the depths of my soul, I am a free spirit confined to the responsibilities of everyday living, and dancing under the night sky, just gives my soul the chance to be set free, if not for a mere moment.

Some nights, the music is from some velvety seductive voice and I imagine myself in some steamy love story with the wine flowing and the candles burning, my long hair cascading down my back and the waves lapping at my feet and I almost need to hose myself down! Other times, I am on a stage belting out a song to a crowd who is so in awe of my magnificent voice that they are brought to tears. Whatever is going thru my mind, one thing is for sure that under that moonlit evening sky, I am whomever I want to be, doing whatever I want to do and fulfilling dreams upon dreams upon dreams.

Of course, every once in a while, a car creeps into the subdivision and my back is turned and I only notice them after they have gone by, and I know what they think... Did you see that goofy woman dancing and singing again? But seriously, I just don't care, life is precious and short and you should be able to dance and sing wherever your soul yearns too.

Last night, I was some hot chick in a music video thrusting it here, there and everywhere, and while in reality, I may have taken out a few plants, bruised a hip and eventually had to take a muscle relaxer, the fact remains that while I was in that music video of my mind, I rocked it baby and I rocked it hard!

Until Next Time.

Cheers

Tracy

16 comments:

  1. That sounds fun and relaxing.
    I worry about coons and skunks so I hate going out in the dark around here.

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  2. I love to dance when no one is watching! Have a happy 4th!!

    Hugs,
    Susan and Bentley

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  3. I wish I could dance when no one is watching, but I suck at dancing so bad my walls would nicely tell me to stop.

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  4. Haha.. I also love to dance when there's nobody around. Like... Rock it! LOL..

    Happy 4th of July! :)

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  5. Love this post Miss Tracy. I love singing my heart out in the car driving home. I even throw my hands around so I get some pretty funny looks from other drivers.

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  6. I think its great that you have the free spirit to do something like that. A truly well written post!

    CBG
    canadianbloggergirl.blogspot.com

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  7. Sounds like a great neighborhood to live in- where they all gather on the porch, not necessarily the dancing (and not necessarily not ;<) ). We used to have a neighborhood much like that; but we, like many of the others, have sadly moved on. Be thankful for what you have- it is more precious than you imagine.

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  8. Tracy, you're so funny! I have a nosey neighbor, so no dancing for me in the yard. I do, however, like to do gymnastics with the setting sun behind me :)

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  9. Rock on Tracy! What a great place to live.

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  10. Yup, with the exception of one neighbour, its a pretty good place to live and I will be sorry when I say goodbye to it!

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  11. wow sounds like an amazing neighborhood!

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  12. I so gotta put you on Map Quest. All my neighborhood has to offer is an 84 year old man, some squirrels, a fox who would give my dog the finger if he had thumbs (the fox NOT my dog, who also doesn't have thumbs), and me in a Wal-Mart vest.

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  13. I'd love to be over the hedges and view that sometime. You are certainly a fun person.

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  14. Awesome. I have nowhere to dance, and I feel self conscious doing so! Your neighborhood sounds awesome by the way! Way to enjoy life!

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  15. way to work it and shake your money maker in the yard, who gives a crap if anyone catches a peek at your fun. you just keep on gyrating & thrusting for your peonies. and if you get hot & happy enough, maybe mr better half will reap the benefits when you're done in the yard.

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  16. I have just downloaded iStripper, and now I can watch the hottest virtual strippers on my taskbar.

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