DANCE IS MY BATTLEFIELD! DANCE has literally been my saving grace and my battlefield, a space where

DANCE IS MY BATTLEFIELD!

DANCE has literally been my saving grace and my battlefield, a space where I would find comfort and peace, tune out the awkward, harsh noise and the irritation of the voice carried through the walls with daily doses of repeatedly slandering my name, abusing my existence, disrespecting my heart, while slaughtering my spirit.

So, I would fight that longstanding spiritual war between mother & daughter. I would take my deep held frustration out on the battlefield of my DANCE floor … punching, kicking, chopping the dark projections, the less than loving intentions and the toxic vibrations stormed up around my name, while she and her flying monkeys hate on me.

My inner warrior stood up and Dance-fought my open enemy.

My body moving, shaking, my waist winding, my ass vibrating and releasing the anger, the rage, the resentment that boiled within me, that my inner baby girl was never allowed to express. Now those feelings are reawakened by the replay of my childhood past. And I thought I had forgotten, but my body said HELL NO!

I had grown up, but the Dark Mother never did.

So I let my inner warrior fight my spiritual battle, fight for my life, for my right to BE GOOD ENOUGH AS I AM!!

Using DANCE to take back the life that was stolen from me, and the fragments of my heart that were chewed up and spit out. I use DANCE to retrieve my Soul. I use DANCE as my sword to battle and protect myself from the mentally ill and destructive, loveless soul of my DARK MOTHER!“