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Irresistible Dance Partner (Part 1)


In order to be
an irresistible dance partner
you’ve got to be willing
to be the center of the universe.
You’ve got to be willing to be
the center of the universe, and say
“Yes. Say “yes” to yourself,
say “yes” to life,
say “yes” to joy
and pleasure and delight.

You’ve got to celebrate yourself.
Know that the whole world
is celebrating with you
whether they actually know it
or not.
Sometimes you can catch their eye
and they’ll go,
“Oho, yes! I am part of your party for sure!”
Sometimes they won’t,
but there’s a whole room full of people
and there’s you,
dancing with yourself,
having the best dance in the room.
The best dance there is,
is those ecstatic connections,
and dancing your life.

And Inviting others
to share your delight,
your joy,
your intensity,
your love,
your spontaneity,
your energy.

Knowing you’re it,
you ARE life;
life connecting with life,
life communicating with life,
life loving itself as life,
and everything around you.

Celebrating, loving, embracing,
feeding, delighting- in.
"Shine your light!"
It doesn’t even enter your head
that there could be anyone
or anything
that wouldn’t want to delight
in that light that you are.

That little two year-old just knows
that everyone and everything
loves her.
She’s just high on life.
She’s just gotten the message
that she gets to live her life!
she gets to be who she is!
It’s her exploration!
It’s hers, it’s hers, it’s hers,
life is hers, it’s hers, it’s hers.
It’s so sweet
and so delicious
and so really yummy.
She wags her tail like a puppy.
Yayayaya!
"Life is good,
life is good,
life is good!”

And life is good to me.
I’m going to kiss life
everywhere I see it,
kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss!
Kiss my own arm,
and hand,
and shoulder,
and my own feet.

Kiss yours!
Kiss your forehead,
kiss the DJ,
kiss the floor,
kiss the speaker,
kiss the water,
kiss the altar,
kiss it all;
high on life.

dHG (harmony) 2012

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