Happy Dance

Dancing with the feet is one thing,

But dancing with the heart is another.

—Author Unknown—

I’m sensing a pattern here. I seem to favor these vibrant colors when I’m feeling “creatively challenged.” I start behaving like the girl who just got a new box of crayons, or—even better—finger paints. It seems to do the trick, because as long as I end up with something bright and colorful, I’m happy.

I think the quote I found for it is perfect. I added some distortion to the unsuspecting fuchsia, and I think it looks like it’s dancing. And sometimes we do dance with our hearts. Others might not see us slide and spin, or pirouette and plié, but we’re doing it… on the inside.

It’s our own little happy dance.

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My name is Janet, and I'm located in southern California. My blog is rather eclectic, featuring art, photography, and a little poetry, as well as short pieces of fiction (now and then). I also share about my walk of faith, and my journey through recovery from alcoholism.

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