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Waking up is hard to do.

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Waking up is hard to do.

Waking up is easy, staying awake however, well that’s a whole different ball game isn’t it? You see just a night turns to day and vice versa, so too we sleep and we wake, at least that’s how it looks isn’t it? Yet the reality is far more complex than that, because the simple truth is, just as a great many people have difficulty sleeping, many more people have difficulty waking. And thus the lines between the two states become blurred and start slipping into each other, until no one truly knows whether they are indeed fully awake or fully asleep. In this state of semi consciousness, that the dreams of the day get wrapped up in the dreams of the night to such a degree, that neither sleep induced, nor woken revelation, of life, our journey, our why has any real use in what we perceive to be our waking state. Add to that the sheer loss of will to even try discern, to reflect, to discover both our true purpose and our way and everything we see and understand as life begins, slowly, but surely to make sense.

We have people acting out their nightmares, people living out of their sleepless none realities, people at total odds with the very dreams that they hold inside of themselves, all because we fail to understand the purpose and the value of living, of breathing, of being. We fear the light of day and the dark of night in equal measure so much so that we dare not truly wholeheartedly put a foot in one or the other. Like a child with a comfort blanket we hold onto the hem of the light during the dark, and we hold onto the shirt tails of the dark during the light and thus neither bring us comfort, only increasing amounts of discomfort.

We fear to be fully awake and we fear to be fully asleep! And the lives and the dreams that could complete us, the reality that could both bless and benefit us greatly, the life enhancing rest that we could attain from sleep and the depth joy that we could discover from being awake evades us. We are blind to our purpose, ill at odds with our meaning, separated from the reality of life, by a comfort blanket that brings us no comfort at all. Like robots made from human flesh and bones we wander the earth, never truly feeling like we’re part of it, never really believing that life is anything but a cruel game invented by a God who breathes life into us, only to take it away when He sees fit. We have the mentality of a pawn and the untapped potential of a King.

Our blended dreams become the stuff of fairy tales, minus the happy endings. Like modern day sleeping beauty’s death of meaning consumes and steals all but the very breath from our bodies, and thus we sleep soundly through the incredible life we could have, in the hope that the life we will wake up to another day, someday, will somehow make sense to us, in ways that this present reality simply never did or could!

Perhaps our unspoken fear that life won’t live up to our expectations, or our fear that we won’t live up to life’s expectations of us, is our greatest downfall and so we slip easily and readily in between that groove of darkness and light, of being a sleep and of being awake.

Whatever the truth is, unless we grow a back bone, rediscover our common ground, establish once and for all our shared values, fight for full and fair equality for every single man, woman and child. Unless we truly learn love our neighbours, take care of the weak, the elderly and the vulnerable in society, respect and care for the incredible planet on which we live and depend. Unless we are prepared to take full responsibility for the choices that have brought us here, to actively seek to be the change and not just have the words tattooed on our skin, printed on our T- shirts, then sadly I just don’t see us waking up anytime soon….

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 13 September 2016 ©.

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(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and think for yourself! #Copyright).

If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to visit my Author website:  todessakane.org  or email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

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Recommended Reading

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Recommended Reading

To find out the ending of a story we read right to the very last page of a book. If however our desire to know what happens, how the story ends overwhelms us, we can always take a quick peek at the final few pages long before we finish the rest. This is all well and good once a story has made it onto the page, but what happens when the story is not fully written yet, not fully explored, not fully imagined? What happens when a story is suddenly, without warning cut short and we don’t get to the body of the story let alone to the end? Suicide has the vile, insidious habit of ending part written story’s way too soon. Like a cruel and ruthless eraser of all that a life could be, suicide looks at the story of that life and says, “You are not getting that down on paper, you are not writing another word, speaking another line, expressing another thought or feeling.”

Sadly what happens, the bearer of that beautiful half written story, buys the lie that it can say no more, do no more, write no more, go no further, indeed it considers the completion of that unwritten, untold life story an impossibility. Suicide has its way, leaving a gaping unfillable hole and a story without an ending that is truly worthy of the precious life of which it was being written.

The following review is for the book ‘My Writes’, which I self-published with Rowanvale Books in 2015. The review is from a lady called Maria, who works for a national charity, which works with Survivors of Bereavement by Suicide. Since this initial book review the book has now been added to that charity’s recommended reading list for both its own counsellors and also for their clients. It is a huge honour for me, as I write not for fame or fortune, but simply to give voice, to lend an ear, to connect with, to reach out to those who are most in need, in this our incredible but heart breaking world.

Because suicide is never painless, nor is life…

 

These are Maria’s thoughts about ‘My Writes’…

MY WRITES

TRACEY ODESSA KANE

 

BOOK REVIEW

This book is an excellent tool for those who feel they are alone, unworthy or simply not recognized in general.

It helps people voice their opinion when society may say it is not acceptable to do so. It looks at real issues of the common people and identifies the inner self of those who need to be heard.

The Sleeping Giant You keep Inside:

This captures everything that a person fears in life but reading it more than once instills in you that there is hope and you should not give up “If you stay strong and do not hide” this simple statement gives that hope.

Rich Man, Poor Man

Very poignant, this piece of writing could help those in a domestic violence situation feel stronger to say what they really want to say to their abuser. Truly moving and extremely relevant in today’s unpredictable world.

Call It As It Is!

This is a moving tribute to all those affected by rape. It encapsulates the whole truth about whose fault it is and brings the victim a sense of self-worth and determination for justice to be done.

These are just but a few from the book that touched me deeply. I would recommend this book not just to friends and family but to the whole world as it has everything that the world is about.

This book should be used in many different areas within society, i.e. schools, colleges, universities, bereavement counselling, etc. etc. This book could be a very valuable tool to everyone who embraces it and uses it for what it is meant for LOVE, HOPE AND TRUTH.

Review by Mrs Maria Smith

 

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If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to visit my Author website:  todessakane.org  or email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

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Happy Birthday 4 Today :)

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Happy Birthday 4 Today 🙂

Four years ago today, June 18th 2013, I began what has become an awesome adventure, I joined the incredible family that is WordPress. That decision has been and continues to be one of the best decisions I have ever made. WordPress has not only allowed me to share my own work, but it has enabled me to connect with so many truly inspirational and like minded souls that I’ve lost count and not just in the UK either, I think at the last count my blog had been read in over 100 countries. Indeed some of those readers have become more like friends and family to me and for that I am sincerely humbled and eternally grateful.

I have to be honest though when I first started didn’t know what to expect from blogging, whether I’d like it, whether I’d stick at it, whether blogging would like me, but four years in, I have to admit I love it today more than ever. And as I celebrate this special day with you all there are a few people I’d like to say a Big Thank You too…

Firstly I would like to say a huge thank you to WordPress for not only creating a platform that is so inspiring to be a part of, but for the Excellence with which you strive to maintain and develop your site. Your vision, ethos and commitment to the blogging community is commendable to say the very least. Secondly I would wholeheartedly like to thank my wonderful readers, followers, peers, critics, friends, kindred spirits and the likes who have stuck with me come rain or shine, you make it all worthwhile and I thank God for each and every one of you, especially those who take the time to let me know how a particular blog helped or inspired or even frustrated you, your input means a lot, as does your honesty with which you give it. Thirdly I would love to thank my beautiful husband and our wonderful children, for all their love, faith, patience, understanding, encouragement and support it means the world to me. Because of you I can honestly say I wouldn’t change a day of my life, not one single day, you are my hope, my light, my joy, my strength, my love, I am who I am today because of you all. Last but by no means least I would like to thank God and the one I cannot live without Jesus, you have my heart and I will always try to do whatever it takes to follow your beautiful footsteps and to love all as you love all.

Now for some exciting news! To celebrate my blog being four years old today I have released ‘Another Day Someday’ the book, which is full of some of your old favourites along with lots of new, hopefully ‘soon to be favourites’ too. It’s a truly lovely read (even if I do say so myself!) and once again my publishers Rowanvale Books have done an outstanding job in turning my dream into a reality. Thank You Rowanvale Books. I have twenty signed copies hot off the press of this new book to give away to the first twenty people who send an email to: tkane176@gmail.com

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All that is left for me to say is I hope you continue to enjoy reading my work and sharing this my life’s journey with me.

God bless and be with each and every one of you today and every day.

My very kindest regards always Tracey Odessa Kane 🙂

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If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

All my daily blogs are automatically posted on Linkedin, Twitter and Facebook and are sent by email, direct to all those that subscribe to anotherdaysomeday2013.com via WordPress. If you would like to receive my daily blog posts please see contact page for more details, Thank You and God bless you Tracey Odessa Kane 🙂

When you teach a man to hate.

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When you teach a man to hate.

 

When you teach a man to hate, that hatred will consume,

The light once held inside, will expire way too soon.

And all that will be left standing, will be bitter sour fruit,

Will be an empty-hearted conman, a devil in a pinstriped suit.

 

When you teach a man to hate, you slowly kill the good,

You slowly kill the kindness — darkness consumes his soul, begins to flood.

And all that remains is but a poor reflection, a heart that’s grown stone cold,

A shadow of what could have been, a soul that has been sold.

 

When you teach a man to hate, that hatred will run riot,

And love and peace and grace, will be left out of his diet.

And all you will see before you, is a lust for position, for power,

Is a mindless wreaking ball, a filthy beast in ivory tower.

 

When you teach a man to hate, great darkness fills his eyes,

He thinks that everyone’s beneath him, and he deals in pain ‘n’ fear ‘n’ lies.

And all the love that’s lay within him, day by day begins to rot,

Day by day begins to ebb away, until hatred consumes the lot.

 

When you teach a man to hate, his own brother he would kill,

His own mother he would sell, in order to bend life to his will.

And this great world that we all live in, to him will never be enough,

It will always leave him wanting, because hatred called his bluff.

 

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 5th August 2014 ©.

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This poem is taken from the book ‘When God Isn’t Enough’ 

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane and Published by Rowanvale Books 2016.

The book is available to download FREE as an E-Book or to purchase as a Paperback.

Please go to Author website for more details http://www.todessakane.org

(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and think for yourself! #Copyright).

Copyright © “All Rights Reserved” Please see copyright page for more details.

If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to visit my Author website:  todessakane.org  or email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

All my daily blogs are automatically posted on Linkedin, Twitter and Facebook and are sent by email, direct to all those that subscribe to anotherdaysomeday2013.com via WordPress. If you would like to receive my daily blog posts please see contact page for more details, Thank You and God bless you Tracey Odessa Kane 🙂

When Truth Becomes Legend.

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When Truth Becomes Legend.

When truth becomes legend

And legend becomes myth,

And myth become tale

And tale becomes ‘what if’.

The magic and mystery

Of life becomes bland,

And we start to forget

What we hold in our hand.

We start to forget

That there once was a way,

And a light in the darkness

That shone brighter than the brightest of day.

And hoping and dreaming

Becomes but a rhyme,

That was once in our heart

In our soul in our mind.

But now it’s a stranger

That we might have once met,

But we soon get distracted

And thus we forget.

That truth is the truth

Not legend or myth,

Not a tale you can tell

Not a passing what if.

The truth is a teacher

As old as all time,

A gift sent to guide us

From one who’s divine.

And if it stays lost

Remains unknown, a story

Then we will miss out

On mankind’s lasting glory.

And all that remains

Will be whispers at night,

And a few tiny embers

Of what once was The Light.

 

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane  7th February 2014 ©.

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This poem is taken from the book ‘My Writes’ 

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane and Published by Rowanvale Books 2015.

The book is available to purchase as an E-Book or as a Paperback.

Please go to Author website for more details http://www.todessakane.org

(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and think for yourself! #Copyright).

Copyright © “All Rights Reserved” Please see copyright page for more details.

If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

All my daily blogs are automatically posted on Linkedin, Twitter and Facebook and are sent by email, direct to all those that subscribe to anotherdaysomeday2013.com via WordPress. If you would like to receive my daily blog posts please see contact page for more details, Thank You and God bless you Tracey Odessa Kane 🙂

The Meaning of Life?

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The Meaning of Life?

Undoubtedly Impossible

Incorrigible, Insane

Breath-taking, Heart-breaking

Bittersweet, Profane.

Captivating Cornucopia

Exquisite Masterpiece

Unwritten, Diabolical

Re-awakening, Deceased.

Incomparable Splendour

Magnificent Lullaby

Generous, Exceptional

Contradiction, Why?

Moving, Unbelievable

Nonsensical, Amusing

Counterproductive, Chaotic

Rudimental, Bruising,

Effervescent, Incandescent

Zealous, Cruel

Gregarious, Intelligent

Foreboding, Crowning-Jewel.

Omnipresent, Sombre

Methodical, Legendary

Unyielding, Captivating

Transparent Mystery.

Harrowing, Rapturous

Reluctant, Unadorned

Uncontainable, Explainable

Outlandish, Scorned.

Monolithic, Insurmountable

Destructive, Justified

Insatiable, Beautiful

Undiscovered, Certified.

Enraging, Melancholic

Subjective, Indistinct

Indignant, Repulsive

All-consuming, Extinct.

Creative, Condescending

Obscure, Precipice

Uninviting, Undeserved

Calamity, Abyss.

Unreasonable, Discouraging

Dubious, Aloof

Guarded, Disposable

Illogical, Approved.

Lavish, Unappealing

Irrefutable, Profound

Surreptitious, Cataclysmic

Lost, Found.

Unbridled, Bedazzled

Sumptuous, Strife

Compelling, Experiential

Victorious Life…

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 1st January 2015 ©.

(Dear Roy,  I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and think for yourself! #Copyright).

Copyright © “All Rights Reserved” Please see copyright page for more details.

If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

All my daily blogs are automatically posted on Linkedin, Twitter and Facebook and are sent by email, direct to all those that subscribe to anotherdaysomeday2013.com via WordPress. If you would like to receive my daily blog posts please see contact page for more details, Thank You and God bless you Tracey Odessa Kane 🙂

Uncontainable.

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Uncontainable.

If joy sets the beat of your heart,

And trust is your guide on the way,

And hope is the friend at your side,

And courage awakens you, each new day.

If passion is the road that you travel,

And purpose the star giving light,

And belief the child of innovation,

And perseverance the finish in sight.

If truth champions you on to victory,

And wisdom adds fuel to the fire,

And understanding is the coat you wear,

And empathy lifts your spirit higher.

If compassion motivates your call,

And peace becomes your aim,

If you love as you are deeply loved,

Your life will never be the same, nor will it be contained.

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 15 October 2013 ©.

(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and think for yourself! #Copyright).

Copyright © “All Rights Reserved” Please see copyright page for more details.

If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

All my daily blogs are automatically posted on Linkedin, Twitter and Facebook and are sent by email, direct to all those that subscribe to anotherdaysomeday2013.com via WordPress. If you would like to receive my daily blog posts please see contact page for more details, Thank You and God bless you Tracey Odessa Kane 🙂

 

Listen…

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Breathe…Out…

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Ponder…

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Breathe…

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…and Unspoken…

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Breathe…

Taken from ‘Words & Pictures’ written & produced by Tracey Odessa Kane 2015 ©

‘Words & Pictures’ is a collection of thoughts and photographs, which aim to capture completely all the little things in life, those moments that take our breath away.

Like my previous collections; ‘Words & Pictures the A, B, C’s of Life’ and Life Made Simple, which is taken from my book ‘Simple Truth’. It is a collection of simple thoughts and images, written and produced specifically to help you daily, as you write your very own story, as you pursue what makes you happy. It is written to encourage you along the way. To enable you to ponder all of life’s what’s, if’s and maybe’s, and to help you to discover that which truly lies within. To inspire you to ask and to seek the answers to that age old question, ‘why am I here?’ To help you to discern and to embrace your purpose, your call. To enable you find the courage to knock upon life’s great imposing door, to help you to come a little closer, to finding the key that unlocks everything this beautiful life has to offer.

It is about learning to be mindful, to be fully present every day, to learn something from each and every situation, good and bad, every soul, for better for worse,  on this your life’s journey. And it is my great honour and privilege to be able to share a little of it with you here. I pray you enjoy and are blessed.

In Deo Speramus.

 

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(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and think for yourself! #Copyright).

If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

All my daily blogs are automatically posted on Linkedin, Twitter and Facebook and are sent by email, direct to all those that subscribe to anotherdaysomeday2013.com via WordPress. If you would like to receive my daily blog posts please see contact page for more details, Thank You and God bless you Tracey Odessa Kane 🙂

A Time To Give Thanks

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A Time To Give Thanks 

When life offers you the chance to heal

Or the time to make amends,

Or the time to stop and start again

Or the time to call old friends.

When it brings to mind a memory

Or stirs up love within your heart,

When it captivates your spirit, soul

When great hope it does impart.

When life presents you with a time to dance

Or the time to stop and write,

Or the time to pause and sing your song

Or the chance to put things right.

When it reminds you of a time and place

Of a warm embrace, a tender kiss,

When it lifts your spirits to the heights

When it offers you a moments bliss.

When life blesses you beyond belief

Or turns the rain clouds into sun,

Or turns a failure into a great success

Or enables you, your race to run.

When it paints for you a picture

That ignites, uplifts, inspires,

When it nurtures fully mind, body, soul

When it ensures that good transpires.

Take a moment to stop and give life thanks

Take a moment to breathe in, to hear, to see

Take a moment to love, give something back

Take a moment and simply be.

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 7 October 2013 ©

Taken from the book ‘Vatem et Calamus’ written by Tracey Odessa Kane.

(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and think for yourself! #Copyright).

Copyright © “All Rights Reserved” Please see copyright page for more details.

If you would like to know more about my books, or if you would like to book a talk or a poetry reading, or to discuss any of my work further then please feel free to email me at tokane13books@gmail.com I would sincerely love to hear from you.

All my daily blogs are automatically posted on Linkedin, Twitter and Facebook and are sent by email, direct to all those that subscribe to anotherdaysomeday2013.com via WordPress. If you would like to receive my daily blog posts please see contact page for more details, Thank You and God bless you Tracey Odessa Kane 🙂

A Time to Dance

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Because some of the most beautiful poetry cannot be expressed by words alone,

God created Dance…Tracey Odessa Kane Author Poet ©.

A Time to Dance

 

Someone once said that a dance is just a conversation between two people. I love that, the picture it conjures up speaks to me in a language that I can fully appreciate and understand. Taking his partner in his arms the man is saying talk to me, express to me how you feel, explain yourself, your tenacity, your hopes and dreams, your frustrations, your pain your sorrow. Help me to understand how, why your elegance, your charm, your grace, your beauty, everything about you has captivated me, consumed me whole. And she replies just hold me close, believe in me, be strong for me, speak up for me, fight for me, trust in me, listen to me I have so much to say so much to share.

Through tender moves, then twists and turns, the conversation without audible words ebbs and flows and then rages passion fuelled. One moment filled with jealousy and contempt, the next filled with tenderness and mercy, the next with love and graciousness, then hope, anticipation, possibility.  The dance engages senses, soul, mind, heart, and spirit until that moment of complete and utter surrender where upon the two of them declare there would be no dance without you, no conversation, no need to talk. You are my reason to speak, to express who I am, why I am, everything I could ever hope to be.

Dance has always been a source of joy of fascination for me simply because of the way in which it so tentatively, so beautifully voices with timeless eloquence the body’s own language, the way in which it speaks the souls incomprehensible mind, the way it reflects the hopes and dreams and passions of the spirit within, the way it lovingly tells the great known and unknown truths of the heart. Whether that language of the body and its soul is expressed through just two or through one alone, whether that great truth of the heart is being presented by a company of dancers or by a group of young people it makes no difference. Dance speaks clearly and precisely in a way we can all understand and that is its greatest most prolific gift to us.

George Carling once said that ‘Those who dance are considered insane by those who can’t hear the music’. Yet some of the most beautiful dance in the world needs no music, needs no orchestra, no band, because the dance itself invites the great melody of the Universe to play loud enough for all to hear. And what’s more if truth be told even if the dance is interpreting the music, even is the dance is being carried along by the greatest most accomplished orchestra on earth there is no guarantee whatsoever that you will hear the music or see and comprehend the dance, or the wonderful story it deems to impart, not if you are closed to it. To see, to hear, and too partake of the dance is a personal choice we all can choose to make if we so wish.

Of all the breath-taking, edifying words/quotes on dance that have ever been written and there are many, my favourite quote comes from Friedrich Nietzsche who said these words, ‘I would only believe in a God who knows how to dance’. I wonder if he took the time to look and so believed. For our creator God is indeed a God who knows how to dance, a God who loves to dance, and a God who is the dance. We only have to look at all the beautiful, incredible, spectacular array of people (all 7 billion of them) that he created in his image the whole world through, to see how much God loves to dance . . . Dance then where ever you may be. . .

From the traditional Polynesian hula dance of Hawaii, the wide ranging tribal dances throughout the African Continent, the earliest known hand book for dance and theatre in India, the Natya Shastra and all the subsequent expressions thereof. The Chinese folk, dragon, lion dances, the Native American dances, Aboriginal dances, the dance of the Maoris, through to European ballet and folk dance. Inuit folk dance, through to South American fandango and seguidilla, to mention but a small selection!! It is, may I propose glaringly obvious and quite apparent how very much our creator God in whose image we are all created, loves to dance. Indeed I don’t think we could prevent him from dancing even if we tried, nor I surmise would we even want to! I am the Lord of the dance said he. . .

In times of war, in times of peace, in times of love, in times of loss, in times of joy, in times of despair, in times of plenty, in times of famine, in times of life, in times of death, dance has soothed, cajoled, inspired, uplifted and brought joy to us. Dance has granted us healing, offered solace, reunited, restored, made amends, and brought peace. Dance has blessed us with fun and laughter, shared our pain, warded off evil, taught us how to love, it has given us a voice, given us wings, helped our growth, our transformation, our understanding, our reason to be. But its single most life edifying, all encouraging gift of all time that dance has given us is the language of the body, of the soul of life, of the heart of life, of the spirit of life with which it allows us to communicate so intimately with one another.

Sadly as far as dance goes for a great many in society today, what inspires and uplifts and moves the Creator God, what has the potential to  edify and encourage  our growth our understanding of who we are and of why we are seems somewhat lacking and without passion or necessity in his image.

One final thought to inspire you, to get you to stop what you are doing even if only for a little while. But first just kick off your shoes, shake the wind through your hair, set down your worries and prepare yourself to dance to the ever present, ever patient melody of life, of the universe, that is waiting to bless and infill you in ways you cannot even begin to hope for or imagine. Are you ready for the thought? Good then here goes. . . Voltaire once said, ‘Let us read and let us dance, two amusements that will never do any harm to the world’. You have read and now it’s ‘A Time to Dance’. . .

What Voltaire forgot to say is that if we allow ourselves, the creator within, the child within, the unblemished spirit within, the soul within, the very heart inside us that beats in rhythm with Gods own heart, to dance , we just might unleash the life changing power of good within mankind. We just might be able to change the world for better, for every one of us man, woman and child, how amazing would that be?

Remember. . . It’s just a thought until. . . You Try It!

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 19th June 2013 ©.

(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs, my work and my poetry books. Give it a rest now and think for yourself! #Copyright).

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