Finding Joy, Week 39 in the Time of Coronavirus

I found joy on a rainy day. Usually when it rains in this pandemic, I’ve been apt to wane in energy. But when it was pouring outside this past week, I turned on an old dance playlist that Larry had previously made for me. It includes disco, Klezmer music, Irish folk music, jazz and so much more. I was in heaven. It’s been so long since I’ve moved with utter abandon. There I was in my office, all alone, dancing for a good hour to song after song, gyrating and laughing. The power of music and movement is transformative.

I was slow to get out of bed as I felt the cool air while listening to the patter of the raindrops. Coffee helped but it wasn’t the power elixir I needed. At first I tried to go out for a walk, but the rain and wind were strong, and I didn’t want to start my workday wet. So, I found my apple music app. The last time I danced it was still called iTunes. The first song was Elvis singing “All Shook Up.” That got me into the mood without hesitation. Luckily I’m on the first floor so no one was below me, allowing me to jump or spin when I was moved to do so.