To swing or not to swing should never be a difficult question! Try to remember the first time your mother placed you on that yellow bucket swing and her push released you into the open blue sky! Remember the first time you sat on your mothers lap with her arm around you as she pushed off into the open blue sky? Push me, push me you would yell! After a bit you grew brave and stood up pumping higher and higher. What is it about swinging that thrills everyone? Is it the motion and freedom? The imagined worlds you can go to or the dare to see how high you can fly as the seat gives a jig on the backward rise, perhaps it is the ultimate dare to jump off the swing as it propels you forward?
As you grew older did you lose you desire to swing or did you sneak off to swing and ponder your developing philosophy?
I still love to swing. Spying a playground with a set of swings I will stop and throw my cares to the wind.
But there is another kind of swing I love just as much. It is swing dance. Born of WWII parents we were encapsulated in their dance styles. Taking turns with our dad we learned some basic steps dancing to Glenn Miller each Saturday night in the kitchen. Those evenings led me to pursue a dance major followed by a lifetime of dancing. I can tell you it is the motion, the music, the thrill of combining the two that brings me back every time. I do believe my dad still dances and will be waiting to take me on a spin across the floor when we meet again!