Flying dreaming of dancing

I loved the Super Bowl half time show. More specifically I loved Missy Elliott. I had forgotten how powerful she was. I had forgotten how much energy she  displays and commands at the same time. In those few minutes of watching her, I wanted to be a backup dancer. Yup, you read it right. I wanted to dance on stage in front of millions of people to Get Your Freak on and Work It. 

I am convinced I could have done it. With many many many hours of practice and maybe a few dance lessons. Hey, one can dream can't she? And isn't there that saying "If you can dream it, you can become it" or something like that? It doesn't say that it applies only to people under the age of 25. After all I am the self proclaimed poster child for the 50 plus and fabulous.

It is hard to be fabulous while just sitting down watching. One must be doing. And dancing with Miss Elliott would certainly be doing. It would be a lot of doing. An it would make a great journal entry. Perhaps one of my best ever.

Who knows? Maybe one day you will see me on the stage dancing behind someone. And maybe not. But at least I had the courage to dream about it. Dreaming can easily be the beginning of exploring what can be.