Dancing Shoes

Driving to work I hear Lee Ann Womack's I Hope You Dance. I'd forgotten about this gem. Truths flow with every word.

 

I danced in my kitchen after work.

 

I dance through life. 

 

Participate with gusto, in life. Ignore those who judge, be authentic, even when it's uncomfortable—especially when it's uncomfortable. Live. 

 

Dance, always dance.

 

I'll leave this here:

 

I hope you never lose your sense of wonder

You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger

May you never take one single breath for granted

God forbid love ever leave you empty handed

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean

Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens

Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

 

I hope you dance

I hope you dance

 

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance

Never settle for the path of least resistance

Livin' might mean takin' chances, but they're worth takin'

Lovin' might be a mistake, but it's worth makin'

Don't let some Hellbent heart leave you bitter

When you come close to sellin' out, reconsider

Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance

 

I hope you dance

I hope you dance

 

Songwriters: Tia Sillers / Mark Sanders