Glen and I are leaving tomorrow to take my niece and her friend to Denver for a few days, so I am writing you today.
My plan was to take a VIDEO in our brand-spanking-new culvert that just got put in after the flood last September.
Because it is silver. And big. And I can walk in it and do a little dance.
It is raining.
And there are flash flood warnings.
I am not going to take a video of myself in the culvert today.
Instead I am going to give you 3 simple tips to get rich quick.
(Are you laughing out loud? I am….)
Ummmm….. Ahem. Uh….
Well…. Sheesh, I dunno…
Fuggetaboutit. I just can’t help you with that one.
Well shoot. Try to step out of your comfort zone and look what happens.
So I am stepping back in.
But before I go, a quick little tidbit about someone who did step out of their comfort zone this weekend at the Family Dance Day, and it was AMAZING.
A dad came, thinking he was going to sit on the sidelines and watch his kids dance while he clapped politely.
That is not what happens at a family dance day.
What happens is that families dance together.
Wildly. Crazily. With zest and chutzpah.
At some point, I usually say something like “Okay! Who wants to do a solo??” And most of the time it is the kids who are raising their hands, begging to be picked.
Which happened. The kids all did solos.
And then I said, “Anyone else want to take a gander (is that the right way to use that word? Gander?).” Out of the blue this Dad, this straight up goes to the office every day and probably does know how to get rich quick kind of guy, stands up and says “I’ll do a solo. I’ve never done it before, but I can give it a try.”
I put on some James Brown, and this dad dances like I have never seen before.
By the end, he is beaming and he says, “I didn’t know I could do that.”
His wife is astounded and delighted.
Her mouth is hanging open.
My mouth is hanging open.
Everyone is cheering and clapping.
And I am thinking:
What just happened??
All that happened is that an unexpected someone unexpectedly started to dance and it shook the room to it’s core.
Talk about sweet agitation.
Maybe one day I will be the one to step up and out of what I know, do something unexpected, and tell you how to get rich quick (though I think it will probably be YOU telling ME).
But for now, how about some dancing?
Let’s go back to an old one:
Put on your favorite song,
It can be a big dance, or an itty bitty dace.
Just listen and see what emerges.
Have a great week and I will look forward to connecting with you when I return from “The Big City.”
Joanna of Joanna and the Agitators. sweetly agitating/persistently upending