Black & White abstract drawing of a person dancing.

I Don’t Dance Because I Want To


I dance because I “Have” to!

A ballroom dancesport couple performing Latin routine.

My interest in dance began by watching the old-time musicals with my mom when I was a young boy. Before long, I was hooked on music and movement. I was a dancer in the making.

Both of my parents were big band lovers who danced together in our living room. In fact, it was then when they seemed the happiest.

I would watch the greats, like Fred Astaire, Gene Kelly, Ginger Rogers, Cid Charisse, Danny Kaye, Vera Ellen, and many more.

Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire – Bouncing the Blues from The Barkley’s of Broadway (1949)

During my high school years, I began to notice that I had a freestyle dance flair developing. I was popular at the school dances in the early ’70s. When I heard music, my body responded to it in the most delightful way.

The music begins, and immediately I feel a need to express the pulsating sounds and funky beats. Once the rhythm makes its way through my body and to the surface, instant satisfaction awaits.

Almost 70 years old, I still listen to music and choreograph productions in my mind. There are times; while listening to a song, I may even tear up a bit. I hear a beautiful piece of music and miss being that young, vibrant, beautiful dancer I once was, with no aches and pains.

Martha Graham performing “Letter to the World” (also called “The Kick”), 1940.

The famous forerunner in Modern Dance, Martha Graham, said,

“…a dancer dies twice — once when they stop dancing, and this first death is the more painful.”

Martha is right! For years, I couldn’t imagine being anything but a dancer. My body was athletically strong, and I awoke every morning ready to go.

Then one morning, when I got out of bed, I noticed my feet were swollen, my back was sore, and both knees needed replacing. I knew my days as a competitive dancer were at an end.

At that moment, I realized this was my cue to redo the way I approached being a dancer or stop dancing entirely. I knew I would never stop being a dancer, that is who I am, music and dance fuel my existence.

No dance! – No option! Not as long as I have a breath left in me. I could be in a wheelchair, and still I will find a way to be involved in the Give Dance a Chance program.

Couples dancing in an elegant ballroom with a sea of money raining down upon them.
Dancing in a Sea of Success — ai-generated by Aitubo

I love what dance does for me and what it does for other people. It is hard to stay depressed when you’re dancing to a hot Cha Cha or a beautiful Waltz.

However, once you’ve stopped dancing, you may find yourself sinking back into a feeling of sad and blue. Preferably, I would rather Tango.

Dance and Music are an orgasmic manmade phenomenon. For me – having the ability to almost instinctively appreciate both is a blessing. This is why wanting to dance had nothing to do with me becoming a dancer.

I became a dancer because that is the person inside me. I needed and still need to express and satisfy my soul with music and movement.


Peace, Love, and Unconditional Happiness!

“They’re Playing Our Song” Drawing by H Mikel Feilen

Quick note: Notice that the character above has two left feet.

Hard when buying shoes but not a true deterrent from being able to dance.

Two people shaking hands in a business office.
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