Mind Dancing – A Short Story

I’m on the subway home.  It’s the rush hour commute.  I close my eyes and the lights come up.  The music tonight is Stevie Wonder’s Superstition and all the seated passengers begin to sway in unison.  My feet slide gracefully down the middle of the subway car and my fingers form jazz hands as my shoulders and arms shimmy up to the sky.  Everyone is up out of their seats spinning in cannon and I burst into song!  My eyes gently open and twinkle as I notice a permanent smile pressed onto my face.

Until tomorrow,

Leah Joy, The Zenful Blogger

Thank You David Bowie

I do not claim to be original or self-important in posting the following commentary, but rather, heartfelt:  
There are few artists in my lifetime that have influenced and moved me more than David Bowie. His music, words, art and fashion were an extension of his brilliant, eccentric, big-picture-forward-thinking mind. He lived his life on his terms, which seemed (to me) without exception but always exceptional. I have been in awe of this man’s courage and extraordinary ability to let his art shine beyond any obstacles that life put in his way. All the way to the end.  
If I could live with even an ounce of the creative beauty Bowie carried throughout his life, I will be grateful. Although I did not know him personally, I’m deeply grateful for his open-hearted energy and artistic expression, an approach that reached and touched me and millions of others in such a profoundly positive way. 
I am very sad to lose such an incredible force of golden-with-spikes-and-astronaut-helmet-eye-patch-gender-bending-square-suit-wearing-plastic-soul-music-with-a-real-soul man. I feel deeply saddened for his family’s loss and I mourn his loss along with the rest of the world. David Bowie, one of just a few idols I’ve held closest to my heart. And today I celebrate his incredible life. #thankyoudavidbowie

I’m Friggen’ Rich!

1,000,000

Hey Zenful Dancers, happy Sunday to you!

The other day it occurred to me how much my own net-worth was as a fellow New Yorker passer-by decided to flash me his $1,000,000 bill on the street.  Of course I was opportunistic enough to grab proof as I don’t typically run with crowds who carry around this kind of cash much less waive it around in broad daylight as if begging to be mugged by anyone within a one mile radius of 14th Street.

And after Googling that there was in fact no one million dollar bill (Google saves the day once again- go ahead, make fun), I realized how profound carrying a reminder of this great proportion can be.  A reminder that I walk around with my very own million bucks all the time and I so often forget that it’s there, burning a hole in my pocket; my own self-worth.

I am sometimes quick to bend or apologize or shy away from standing up for what’s right in order to avoid conflict or difficult conversations or actions not because it is uncomfortable for me to lean in- of course it IS uncomfortable- but because I forget that I have value.  Conceit and self-centeredness jokes aside, I am rich with loving friends and family, rich with overall good health (barring any recent stress-induced sleep issues), rich with the understanding of love and my ability to be compassionate and to make decisions from a place of love instead of fear- when I remember, that is.  Lately my life has seen more challenges and it seems I need more reminders. So in an effort to pull out my million dollar bill and waive it around as a “reminder to self”, I would like to share my riches with you:

I’m so grateful for a loving and supportive family who lets me do my best to love and support them back

I have incredible friends who check in even when they are too busy to check in

I have true love which is far more magnificent yet often quiet-and-unassuming while being simultaneously more terrifying (read: vulnerable) than I ever imagined it would be and I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, not even for a real million dollar bill

I have the ability to dance like nobody’s watching and it provides me with endless inspiration

I have access to music that feeds my soul, no matter the day/mood/location/experience

I am grateful for a steady job that challenges me and provides the flexibility to manage my own time

Meditation.  It keeps me grounded when I start to float away

I am very grateful for a healthy body and mind (hey we all have our “moments” but you know what I mean)

Compassion.  I know what it is and I’m not afraid to use it

My sense of humor (bad timing and all) has gotten me through some of my darkest days and I continue to think I am by far more hilarious than anyone else thinks I am 🙂

Care to share some of your riches with me?  Go ahead, SHOW ME THE MONEY!  It might be just the reminder you need.

-Leah Joy, The Zenful Blogger

Did You Remember To…

Listen?  Really listen?

Smile from the inside out?

Breathe when things get tough?

Cough twice?  *cough, cough!*

Be kind to all living things (including you)?

Hold the door for the next person?

Tell your (insert person you love here) that you love them?

Live your life instead of waiting for it to happen to you?

Live your life instead of waiting for someone to rescue you?

Exercise?

Dance?

Sing?

Forgive?

Keep your heart open?

 

Let’s make a deal!  Tomorrow, let’s remember to do at least ONE of these things on the list.  Psst… Pass it on!

 

Keep on keepin’ on,

-Leah Joy, the Zenful Blogger

 

 

Whoa Nelly!

It’s frustrating being addicted to Go-Go-Go!  Gotta let the Ego go and just be E.  But that’s the exciting life of a New Yorker.  

So in the spirit of New Yorker-non-stop-living, I’ve got a show tonight at midnight (right after a full day of work, rehearsal, sound/lighting check and a light n’healthy dinner and maybe if I could squeeze in a nap that would be nice…

Come one, come all.  See this girl go!

Leah Joy at Midnight

Gothic Fusion Belly Dance

Pianos NYC

21+

$10

See you there! 🙂

Leah Joy, the Zenful Blogger