You want who to dance?

So my boss calls me and asks a question.  “Shannon, do you dance?”  Do I dance?  Do I dance?  What kind of questions is that?  Umm, yeah, NO I DO NOT.  He tells me that he wants to send me to California to participate in a flash mob.  WHAT?!  I don’t think so!  I only dance behind closed doors.  I used to love to dance in high school but became paranoid of being judged as I got older.  “Okay, sure, I’ll go.”  Oh my gosh, what have I gotten myself into?  Self Acceptance, huh?  What does this mean?  Are we dancing or are we having a therapy session?  I fly to Santa Monica and meet Alli.  Her smile was big.  Her energy was high and her hug was warm.  She taught me the dance in a small place in her office.  That night I drove to East Hollywood to have a practice with some of the members I’d be dancing with.  I danced with people of all ages and sizes.  I liked it. Coming together with people who embraced their bodies was powerful.  I started to loosen up and enjoy myself.  I found myself jumping around and laughing.  Lots of laughs, high fives and hugs.  Friendships were made quickly because we share a common bond.  We are a group of friends that want to be the change that we wish to see in the world.  SELF ACCEPTANCE IS WHERE IT’S AT!  Two days later we put on our red shirts and danced our hearts out.  I cried at the end.  Unbelievable!  I have never felt so much freedom when dancing.  I didn’t care of being judged.  I didn’t care about what was shaking or jiggling.  I didn’t care if I got a move wrong. I was having fun! My inner child was so happy and I could feel her hugging me from the inside.  This was life changing for me.  I enjoyed this so much that I ended up doing a Shake It flash mob in my hometown on the bridge. Alli and Michael traveled over here to dance (of course) and film.  Since then I have traveled to Capitol Hill and have participated in 5 of Alli’s flashmobs.  Next week I travel back to Santa Monica for my 6th one.  I would follow her around the world.Alli 2015

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