
Day 21 of 52 Nia dance challenge
Nia trainer Britta von Tagen is in town this week at Kellie Chamber’s Pleasant Hill studio and led Monday’s class, which was packed. Maybe 30 dancers.
Group energy lifted everyone up thanks to Britta’s focussed and precise training style. I began to be aware of small things — the way I moved fingers and wrists, the way I held the sumo stance, the way the music’s rhythms seemed to link up with my heartbeat, thanks to her.
So, I was surprised when the inner bitch voice showed up mid-routine to remind me of the many many ways I am inadequate to the dance.
Really bitch voice? Today? I’m 21-days into this daily dance commitment. Shouldn’t there be a parade? Balloons? A standing ovation?
Maybe she needs attention. Maybe she has a job in my psyche that hasn’t been sufficiently defined, so she just flails around in a really angry voice. Maybe she could be redeployed to some more useful task.
Perhaps that’s what three weeks of daily dance has given me, a willingness to embrace and consider appropriate uses of the inner bitch. Maybe there’s a dance for that.

