I am Going to a 1960’s DanceEvidently going to a senior speed dating event wasn’t enough of a challenge for me. I signed up for a 1960’s dance at the local senior center. I don’t seem to be able to stop my finger from pushing the registration button. Why do I keep doing this?
WILL THE REAL LESLIE PLEASE STAND UP I wish I could say I’m just ready to get out there and mingle, but I don’t really feel ready. It seems a little drastic to go from a little old lady who gets her entertainment sitting in her recliner watching British mysteries on TV, to speed dating and dances. It’s weird to think that there is an unfamiliar part of me clamoring to get out and do things I haven’t done for a really long time. BUNGEE JUMPING I have an image in my head of bungee jumping. I would never actually do anything that crazy, but I use it as a reference for taking risks. I say to myself, “This is scary, but it’s not like I’m going to go bungee jumping.” In other words, it does not have the potential to kill me. In fact, not only will I not die going to a dance (unless I get run over by a car on my way there), I could end up with that amazing feeling I had when I went river rafting on class five rapids in my younger days. I will feel very alive. Wow, that really is it! I will feel alive. I have spent a lot of time worrying about things I thought would kill me, physically and psychologically, instead of jumping into life. I thought I was just cautious. It was my friends who happily dragged me along on that river rafting trip. I never would have done it otherwise. No wonder I am feeling driven to get out and do new things and make new connections. There is a big part of me that wants to feel alive. I HAVE NOTHING TO FEAR BUT FEAR ITSELF The idea of a 1960’s dance is also bringing up other memories. In 1960 I started junior high school and in 1966 I graduated from high school. I spent the rest of the 60’s going to college. It was a special time for me. I remember being confused about life but feeling confidant and successful as a student. I thought I knew who I was until the 60’s were followed by the 70’s and adulthood attacked. I moved to California, got married and divorced, and started my teaching career. Being fearful and cautious about all the new things I had to deal with was my go-to survival mechanism. I am not that woman any more. I need adventure in my life and I know this dance will be one. I look forward to writing about it. Who knows what soul-searching realizations will pop up. “It’s not like I’m going to go bungee jumping,” but it will be inspiring blog material for sure.
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