Anything can feed you, depending on the way you look at it.
The only way to do it is to do it.
Dancing is a spiritual exercise in a physical form.
Falling is one of the ways of moving.
You have to love dancing to stick to it.
You have to love dancing to stick to it. It gives you nothing back, no manuscripts to store away, no paintings to show on walls and maybe hang in museums, no poems to be printed and sold, nothing but that fleeting moment when you feel alive. It is not for unsteady souls .