Filling the Tea Pot with Music

You know you're life is nothing but music and dancing when in the middle of showing your guy a new dance, the tea kettle beeps that it's ready and you say, "Wait a sec. I just have to fill the tea pot with music. I'll be right back."

Being a Zumba instructor pays me in a currency untouchable by financial means. All the money in the world could not give me the strength, fitness and leanness that teaching Zumba gives me. It is an unbelievable gift to feel so effortlessly connected with one's physical self.

And yet, I digress. I admit to sometimes being plagued by negative thoughts regarding my physical self. I see imperfections. Western society is poison. It attempts to pervert humans minds into self hate so we spend money trying to like ourselves better. It is very important for me to project a self image full of love and respect for my body. I look after it, it looks after me. I have three daughters that need a good role model of a woman with a strong mind and body.

Sometimes my body, like my tea pot, is full of music. Love for my life and my body. And sometimes my mind is weak and my tea pit is full of poison. Love for the physical self is sometimes difficult. On a conscious level, I know I am blessed with unbelievable strength and health. But when I fall into the weak mind state,  it takes so much wisdom, knowledge and strength to keep filling my teapot with music. One can work and work and work on building the greatest body but if it is filled with anything other than music, it is empty, much like an empty tea pot.

The daily work in life is to keep filling one's teapot with music. No matter what obstacles come one's way, allow no poison into the teapot. Protect it, keep it sacred, a sacred place where only the most beautiful music can be stored.