Life On Hysteria Lane

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It’s All Greek to Me June 8, 2008

I’m thinking of taking up Greek folkloric dancing.  I went to a Greek festival and was completely moved by the dancing.  The only word that comes to mind (besides “sweaty” and “stamina”) is JOY.  I was overcome with feelings of happiness just watching these young men and women dance the dance of their country of origin.  I was surprised to learn that the folkloric dances of ancient times are alive and well and passed on from generation to generation still today.  This became evident once the performance had ended and the dancing was open to all.  Young and old, fit and fat were out in the circle, communing and exuding joy.

I watched the dancers, marvelling at the stories played out and the endurance demonstrated, all while I munched on a plate full of honey-coated fried dough balls (not  the delicacy’s traditional name…).  I learned that in ancient times, the dance was held in high regard for its educational properties.  Dance was essential for developing personality as well as preparing for battle (!).  According to Plato, “The dance, of all the arts, is the one that most influences the soul.  Dancing is divine in its nature and is the gift of the gods.”

 

…based on the look on the dancers faces……I’d buy that.