I've come across a very interesting concept in a book of short stories / essays that is my current bedside staple.

We are all familiar with choreography - a series of organized, successive steps performed by the body, set in timing with music.

But it is quite interesting to see how life is a dance.

All our rituals and banalities, our responses, our smiles, our tears, the speed in which we talk, the activity of daily life... It is all part of the dance.

Everything has a rhythm.

And we all dance to the music of time.

Whether yours is fast or slow, smooth and natural or just a little bit awkward, inside a small room or out in a grand stage: revel in the dance that is your life!

Move freely from one step to the next. Sway to the beat of your own music. Tap your feet. Don't be afraid to take a dip. Own those moments with your "partner" and be one. Bask in the glory in the numbers where you are the lead with a whole group of "back-ups" following your shining star. And continue, even while you are alone when no one is watching.

Everything is rhythm.

Everything is beauty, love, and bliss.